Self-Destruction Until The End of Time
Creepin' up slow with no clue what I'm doing
'Cus killers and dealers go with the cap peelers
Where stealing and dealing is done by the villains
Where selling them drugs is done by the thugs
Creepin' up slow with no clue what I'm doing
'Cus killers and dealers go with the cap peelers
Where stealing and dealing is done by the villains
Where selling them drugs is done by the thugs
Creepin' up slow with no clue what I'm doing
'Cus killers and dealers go with the cap peelers
Where stealing and dealing is done by the villains
Where selling them drugs is done by the thugs
Creepin' up slow with no clue what I'm doing
'Cus killers and dealers go with the cap peelers
Where stealing and dealing is done by the villains
Where selling them drugs is done by the thugs
Slammed up, hands up, walls closing in hoe
Fuck the po po riding out solo
Eyes looking narrow call me yung Jack Sparrow
Fingers fucking yellow 'cus I chain smoke, hoe
Captain of this ship in this puddle of piss
Mental got me shaking when I fell off of this shit
Now I'm right back turning up the fucking triple 6
Lighting up the abyss in the pits, finna self destruct 'cus it is what it is
I'm a fucking introvert bitch, ion give a fuck what you think of me
No clue what I'm doing I just wanna be free
Tired of feeling lonely I just wanna be me
Fuck all this rap shit give a fuck about a fee
Deep in the cut from the trenches, I reap what I sow
Sold out shows, finna tour the fucking globe
Hoping for the better, Cut Throat wanna evolve
Creepin' up slow with no clue what I'm doing
'Cus killers and dealers go with the cap peelers
Where stealing and dealing is done by the villains
Where selling them drugs is done by the thugs
Creepin' up slow with no clue what I'm doing
'Cus killers and dealers go with the cap peelers
Where stealing and dealing is done by the villains
Where selling them drugs is done by the thugs
177 I came from the block
Aim my stick your body gon' drop
Fucking your bitch turn a thot to a slut
Trapping my shit turn a lil to a lot
Drip so hard might need me a mop
Riding these beats yeah count me a drop
Revenge in my body revenge on my top
Design on my bag it cost me a lot
Taking it straight to the tippity top
I wanna roll and I wanna rock
Glock in New York when I milly rock
Stay in your lane I'm locking the box
LuvBite and Leto don't fuck with the cops
Death he be creeping I'm hearing him knock
Death he be creeping I'm hearing him knock
Aiming my stick your body gon' drop
Creepin' up slow with no clue what I'm doing
'Cus killers and dealers go with the cap peelers
Where stealing and dealing is done by the villains
Where selling them drugs is done by the thugs
Creepin' up slow with no clue what I'm doing
'Cus killers and dealers go with the cap peelers
Where stealing and dealing is done by the villains
Where selling them drugs is done by the thugs
'Cus killers and dealers go with the cap peelers
Where stealing and dealing is done by the villains
Where selling them drugs is done by the thugs
Creepin' up slow with no clue what I'm doing
'Cus killers and dealers go with the cap peelers
Where stealing and dealing is done by the villains
Where selling them drugs is done by the thugs
Creepin' up slow with no clue what I'm doing
'Cus killers and dealers go with the cap peelers
Where stealing and dealing is done by the villains
Where selling them drugs is done by the thugs
Creepin' up slow with no clue what I'm doing
'Cus killers and dealers go with the cap peelers
Where stealing and dealing is done by the villains
Where selling them drugs is done by the thugs
Slammed up, hands up, walls closing in hoe
Fuck the po po riding out solo
Eyes looking narrow call me yung Jack Sparrow
Fingers fucking yellow 'cus I chain smoke, hoe
Captain of this ship in this puddle of piss
Mental got me shaking when I fell off of this shit
Now I'm right back turning up the fucking triple 6
Lighting up the abyss in the pits, finna self destruct 'cus it is what it is
I'm a fucking introvert bitch, ion give a fuck what you think of me
No clue what I'm doing I just wanna be free
Tired of feeling lonely I just wanna be me
Fuck all this rap shit give a fuck about a fee
Deep in the cut from the trenches, I reap what I sow
Sold out shows, finna tour the fucking globe
Hoping for the better, Cut Throat wanna evolve
Creepin' up slow with no clue what I'm doing
'Cus killers and dealers go with the cap peelers
Where stealing and dealing is done by the villains
Where selling them drugs is done by the thugs
Creepin' up slow with no clue what I'm doing
'Cus killers and dealers go with the cap peelers
Where stealing and dealing is done by the villains
Where selling them drugs is done by the thugs
177 I came from the block
Aim my stick your body gon' drop
Fucking your bitch turn a thot to a slut
Trapping my shit turn a lil to a lot
Drip so hard might need me a mop
Riding these beats yeah count me a drop
Revenge in my body revenge on my top
Design on my bag it cost me a lot
Taking it straight to the tippity top
I wanna roll and I wanna rock
Glock in New York when I milly rock
Stay in your lane I'm locking the box
LuvBite and Leto don't fuck with the cops
Death he be creeping I'm hearing him knock
Death he be creeping I'm hearing him knock
Aiming my stick your body gon' drop
Creepin' up slow with no clue what I'm doing
'Cus killers and dealers go with the cap peelers
Where stealing and dealing is done by the villains
Where selling them drugs is done by the thugs
Creepin' up slow with no clue what I'm doing
'Cus killers and dealers go with the cap peelers
Where stealing and dealing is done by the villains
Where selling them drugs is done by the thugs
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Writer(s): Lewis Cox
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