Intro

Ayy, light me up a blunt, smokin' skunk, puffin' medicine
Clutchin' on my Smith & Wesson, loced out in my candy slip
Servin' hoes some izm, watch 'em come up 'bout they dividends
A playa need them dollars, ain't no tricking, bitch, it's evident
Pimping hoes, breaking sluts, hand me paper, fuck your guts
Swervin' in my Lexus, taking deep dots in my purple punch
Pinky rang, Cuban chain, gold Rolex, no diamonds, plain
Gripping grain, candy frame, pockets filled with hunnids, mane

My piece worth a million
Ain't no tripping 'bout your fucking feelings
Ain't no time to deal with silly bitches, you ain't bout no business
Sippin' Frieza, make believers, playa haters follow leaders
Block procedures, gripping heaters, come with me to meet the reaper

Ayy, I'm just dippin' and swervin'
Searching for licks in a all black suburban
Got me a pussy, I'm black, I'm a surgeon
Choppa kick back, like my bitch it be twerking
Drown in this game, but bitch, I be surfin'
Get you some dollar, come fuck with The Serpent
Bending these corners and crept up, I be servin'
Throw me these hunnids', Gorilla be certain

Squeezing the trigger, them bitch in this curtains
Flatline a nigga then leave 'em say hurting
Fucking with me, then your favorite be dead
'Cause I'm running this, I was rejecting your services
Bound to the reaper, silence will creep on ya
Make one mistake, then you dig your hole deeper
The 9-millimeter will shock your demeanor
I yank it back, mostly for family of grievers

The darkness will fall, I bury 'em all
The void that I carry deep inside these walls
I'm leaving them stiff on the side of the road
Don't show no remorse, no, I'm passing it on
Look at my devilish grin, my sinners are dust
They carry me through the abyss
Step by the cliff, and take me adrift
Leaving my body right under the crypt, bitch



Credits
Writer(s): Cayden Filippi, Ivan Ramirez
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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