SINNERSAINT
Backbone, backbone, stand alone
Sinnersaint, can you tell which one?
Ha
Yeah, yeah
Feelin' like I'm in designer crimson
Can't lie, I'm fire, can't hide the physics, huh
Niggas tend to deliver the most lame excuses
It's two fish stuck in a bowl brain
You fishy lippy taking pictures wit' girlfriends
You hurt my family, you gon' see how the world ends
Suspicious bitches up to shit when we called friends
But who you call friend when nobody be on them?
My backbone stand alone
Vertebrae in the soul
Straight vert jump, you'd think it's me and Ray in a coat
The bank works son, I opened my first bank in a coat
When bro asked for the 3
And I charged him for the 4
You niggas woke up, I knew from the second I blew
That I would never be the nigga that would change for the boom
That shit worked son
Now I'm making bangers in duneys
But these low hangin' fruits
Gon' make me hang in the stu'
I'ma die a hunnid years old bitch
Running through, I'm running through
Don't let me catch up wit' you
I could light a hunnid dead roaches
Don't think I can smoke wit' you
You want me Saint, but you make me feel the pain
You change me, brain, but you make me feel the pain
(Want me Saint)
But you make me feel the pain
(Change me, brain)
But you make me feel the pain
Haha
Sinnersaint, can you tell which one?
Ha
Yeah, yeah
Feelin' like I'm in designer crimson
Can't lie, I'm fire, can't hide the physics, huh
Niggas tend to deliver the most lame excuses
It's two fish stuck in a bowl brain
You fishy lippy taking pictures wit' girlfriends
You hurt my family, you gon' see how the world ends
Suspicious bitches up to shit when we called friends
But who you call friend when nobody be on them?
My backbone stand alone
Vertebrae in the soul
Straight vert jump, you'd think it's me and Ray in a coat
The bank works son, I opened my first bank in a coat
When bro asked for the 3
And I charged him for the 4
You niggas woke up, I knew from the second I blew
That I would never be the nigga that would change for the boom
That shit worked son
Now I'm making bangers in duneys
But these low hangin' fruits
Gon' make me hang in the stu'
I'ma die a hunnid years old bitch
Running through, I'm running through
Don't let me catch up wit' you
I could light a hunnid dead roaches
Don't think I can smoke wit' you
You want me Saint, but you make me feel the pain
You change me, brain, but you make me feel the pain
(Want me Saint)
But you make me feel the pain
(Change me, brain)
But you make me feel the pain
Haha
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