Don't give a fuck about yesterday or give a fuck about today And tomorrow gonna be the same fucking way Bitches love me I'm hitting, when I'm gone they start to tripping So much codeine in my body you can smell it when I'm pissing Smoking like an engine Fucking all these women In my casket grinning, I can't help my fucking sinning Monkey mother fuckers, give them all banana clips Water on my lips smoking dope with the click Triple six hot tip Bitches flip just to dip on the dick of a prick Bouncing tits, licking nips Mother fuckers out their minds thinking they can fuck with $UICIDE Smoking on a dime, bitches love the Five Nine
[Verse 2: Norman Atomic]
Slice me with an icey knife please I'm about to light these tightly rolled blunts Got about a hundred of them looking like tree trunks Yeah, my white T has got a bright G on the front The five nine in the police eyes mean that me and Sloth steady never doing the right thing Because I'm the fucking opposite of Spike Lee Yeah, I'm the frightening great white I'm biting lightning, bitch I'm the skeleton waking at night Three wishes I will grant and then I smite thee Oh, you think you're dope? I'm tighter than the rope around your fucking throat I'll be the last think you see before you fucking choke, hoTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
