Anatomy of a Leech

Bitch I'm riding with that cleaver no me gusta Policía
D-e-l-i-r-i-u-m always blowing out your speakers
Got a bad lil senorita got her shaking like a seizure
They won't recognize your features when I send you to the reaper
I don't fuck with all these leeches sucking dick up in my dm's
Tryna hit me for a feature I don't work with fucking peons
Bitch I'm always fuckin rolling tryna smoke away my demons
Everybody getting smoked I don't need any fuckin reason

I feel fucked
Never felt the same when I was thirteen hit the blunt
Now I'm feeling withdrawals and I'm itching at my lungs
Bitch I hope it kills me bitch I hope I smoke a ton
Come and meet me in the pit and imma leave your body slumped
Hit that motherfucker with the thirty from jump
Got that ski mask on my face I x them out love when they run
All black robes around around my body got me looking like a nun
I don't know how else to say this bitch you ain't the fuckin one
Bitch I'm coughing up my lungs I put in his body in a blunt
On bad lil bitches known to stunt I stand on business what you want
And I don't fuck with none these others they can stay put in the gutter
Dying breed too fucking rare I'll make them know me and my brothers

Bitch I'm riding with that cleaver no me gusta Policía
D-e-l-i-r-i-u-m always blowing out your speakers
Got a bad lil senorita got her shaking like a seizure
They won't recognize your features when I send you to the reaper
I don't fuck with all these leeches sucking dick up in my dm's
Tryna hit me for a feature I don't work with fucking peons
Bitch I'm always fuckin rolling tryna smoke away my demons
Everybody getting smoked I don't need any fucking reason



Credits
Writer(s): Sam Arnedo
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