(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
I just might ride with your bitch
Told her I loved her, lying like shit
I'm still boolin' tho
Bleedin' concrete, snortin' Oxys
Feelin' God-body like, who gon' stop me now?
Runnin' 'round while blowin' pound after pound
See me now? Get hip, get it now
I'm gone 'till November
Got into pickin' pockets kinda often, big ass, gas bag
Passenger side of the Cadillac, seat slightly sat back
On my side, I got my Baghdad, hotel hoppin'
Bombin' back-back, dynamite in the Gucci knapsack
Ruckus in the church, Jesus meet this heathen, he kinda hurt
Buzzin' I'm loud, never stoppin' 'till they stick me in the dirt
[Verse 2: $LICK $LOTH]
Took a benzo, wrote a manifesto
Yung hot boy straight from the ghetto
Yung $carecrow dyin' where the wind blows
Cut-throat motherfucker robbin' when my ends low, yuh
$outh $ide $uicide
Wanna ride in the Caddy like do or die
Formaldehyde leaking, drippin' all down my eyes
Terrified when you see me creepin' in the night
Ride like No Limit in '96
Stunt like I'm Wayne on the Carter 6
Now I got money to get a fix
Now my old ex wanna be my bitch, what?
This that motherfuckin' gospel
Kanye I'm a motherfuckin' monster
Cock back, put the barrel in your tonsil
$uicide, bitch, we the council
[Verse 3: YUNG $NOW]
Yung $now spent a fat check
Pull up, 'cause I'm pickin' up a hoe in a black dress
Silk sheets on the mattress match the blood type O on the hatchet
Match the hunnid spokes
When I whip it lookin' like the Cadillac bent
Lookin' like a car accident
Spilled my guts and I spilled my cup
Lean on my liver I ain't sippin' it up
Hollow out a fuckboy skull so I can sip in peace, my G
Don't follow me 'cause bad shit happens with Germ and $lick
That makes three
Sad to see these casualties
They lack the seeds, no matchin' me
These bags of weed, yeah, that's for free
We trash the scene, no gasoline
[Verse 1: GERM] (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) I just might ride with your bitch Told her I loved her, lying like shit I'm still boolin' tho Bleedin' concrete, snortin' Oxys Feelin' God-body like, who gon' stop me now? Runnin' 'round while blowin' pound after pound See me now? Get hip, get it now I'm gone 'till November Got into pickin' pockets kinda often, big ass, gas bag Passenger side of the Cadillac, seat slightly sat back On my side, I got my Baghdad, hotel hoppin' Bombin' back-back, dynamite in the Gucci knapsack Ruckus in the church, Jesus meet this heathen, he kinda hurt Buzzin' I'm loud, never stoppin' 'till they stick me in the dirt [Verse 2: $LICK $LOTH] Took a benzo, wrote a manifesto Yung hot boy straight from the ghetto Yung $carecrow dyin' where the wind blows Cut-throat motherfucker robbin' when my ends low, yuh $outh $ide $uicide Wanna ride in the Caddy like do or die Formaldehyde leaking, drippin' all down my eyes Terrified when you see me creepin' in the night Ride like No Limit in '96 Stunt like I'm Wayne on the Carter 6 Now I got money to get a fix Now my old ex wanna be my bitch, what? This that motherfuckin' gospel Kanye I'm a motherfuckin' monster Cock back, put the barrel in your tonsil $uicide, bitch, we the council [Verse 3: YUNG $NOW] Yung $now spent a fat check Pull up, 'cause I'm pickin' up a hoe in a black dress Silk sheets on the mattress match the blood type O on the hatchet Match the hunnid spokes When I whip it lookin' like the Cadillac bent Lookin' like a car accident Spilled my guts and I spilled my cup Lean on my liver I ain't sippin' it up Hollow out a fuckboy skull so I can sip in peace, my G Don't follow me 'cause bad shit happens with Germ and $lick That makes three Sad to see these casualties They lack the seeds, no matchin' me These bags of weed, yeah, that's for free We trash the scene, no gasoline Explain Request ×
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