Treat 'Em Like a Prostitute
It's that gutter motherfucker from the northside (NORTHSIDE)
Gold up on my teeth I got the frostbite (FROSTBITE)
Still up in my hood but my bands right (BANDS RIGHT)
Smokin' rock tar out the glass pipe (GLASS PIPE)
Swervin' while I'm passin' up the red lights
Couple Xanax in me
Need my mind right, mind right
Everybody say goodnight to the bad guy
I'm from a place in the dark where the dead die, dead die
Fuck your motherfuckin' camera if you
(FUCK YOUR MOTHERFUCKIN' CAMERA)
When it comes to heaven's gates you can (cash me ousside)
$lick Rick, how I pimp on a bitch, how bow dah
Slit wrist, drip, drip 'til I end
$uicide
Ruby da Cherry
Frozen posted with a script bottle open
Drippin' like a faucet broken
You think that you the fuckin' wave?
I got the ocean flowin'
You think that you won't catch the fade
Yung $now be fuckin' lokin'
Turn your head to marmalade then light a blunt I'm fuckin smoking
Chokin
I got 10 I'm bout to hang
That pussy boy claim that he mispoken
Now he boasting third coast
I'm dirty south I'm swangin' blades just like a fuckin frozen shogun
Sip a spell
Some muddy potion
Pull up and I flood the function
Got a bag I leave it close and money come and go
Sometimes you broke
Sometimes you loaded
I feel so broke I need to get loaded
Fuck you
Always been my slogan
Curvin hoes and blowing o's
I'm slowly rollin' potent
Gonna overdose
At least I'm hoping
Bags to get
Only select few fuck the rest
Big ass rude lil bitch
Swallow the stick
30 round sack left her wet
Bags of cess
Hit the button for the top on the 'Vette
Bet that hoe ain't never seen nun like this
Big pun rocks on my wrist
I bet you love me bruh
You look just like me
Fuck
Back to back sluts
No fucks
Just sucks
At ease, boy catch up
Front of saks
5 fifths
Smoke sac
I just wanna dab
Too much passion kiss my ass
Pull off in the jag
Gucci my v guts
Can't be touched
Came in broken pick me up
Young niggas out here know wassup
Back up the coupe
Big boof
Neck bein thrown she the truth
Bow down salute
Ski mask tucked tight
Weak ass crumb gimme the loot
Gold up on my teeth I got the frostbite (FROSTBITE)
Still up in my hood but my bands right (BANDS RIGHT)
Smokin' rock tar out the glass pipe (GLASS PIPE)
Swervin' while I'm passin' up the red lights
Couple Xanax in me
Need my mind right, mind right
Everybody say goodnight to the bad guy
I'm from a place in the dark where the dead die, dead die
Fuck your motherfuckin' camera if you
(FUCK YOUR MOTHERFUCKIN' CAMERA)
When it comes to heaven's gates you can (cash me ousside)
$lick Rick, how I pimp on a bitch, how bow dah
Slit wrist, drip, drip 'til I end
$uicide
Ruby da Cherry
Frozen posted with a script bottle open
Drippin' like a faucet broken
You think that you the fuckin' wave?
I got the ocean flowin'
You think that you won't catch the fade
Yung $now be fuckin' lokin'
Turn your head to marmalade then light a blunt I'm fuckin smoking
Chokin
I got 10 I'm bout to hang
That pussy boy claim that he mispoken
Now he boasting third coast
I'm dirty south I'm swangin' blades just like a fuckin frozen shogun
Sip a spell
Some muddy potion
Pull up and I flood the function
Got a bag I leave it close and money come and go
Sometimes you broke
Sometimes you loaded
I feel so broke I need to get loaded
Fuck you
Always been my slogan
Curvin hoes and blowing o's
I'm slowly rollin' potent
Gonna overdose
At least I'm hoping
Bags to get
Only select few fuck the rest
Big ass rude lil bitch
Swallow the stick
30 round sack left her wet
Bags of cess
Hit the button for the top on the 'Vette
Bet that hoe ain't never seen nun like this
Big pun rocks on my wrist
I bet you love me bruh
You look just like me
Fuck
Back to back sluts
No fucks
Just sucks
At ease, boy catch up
Front of saks
5 fifths
Smoke sac
I just wanna dab
Too much passion kiss my ass
Pull off in the jag
Gucci my v guts
Can't be touched
Came in broken pick me up
Young niggas out here know wassup
Back up the coupe
Big boof
Neck bein thrown she the truth
Bow down salute
Ski mask tucked tight
Weak ass crumb gimme the loot
Credits
Writer(s): Aristos Petrou, Scott Arcenaux, Jason R Antoine
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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