[Verse 1: Ruby da Cherry] Chilling in my hood, ice water in cold cup Just to keep my cup cold, babys all good Grey rag 'round my face, bloody switch blade clipped on my hip Gold gun on my fucking waist Crucify me on the street light hoe I'm a fucking psycho like a psychic with this motherfuckin' mic blown up
[Verse 2: $crim] Kill 47, die for gray Fuck these bitches then I disappear and fade away The only way I'm stickin' 'round is for the petty cash Movin' fast, smokin' gawdy with a touch of hash Bust his ass If you comin' lookin' for the drama Up the llama, got more bottles than a baby moma Young Stevie Wonder with the thunder on my trigger finger I swear this ditch smell a dead body always [?] Come get your issue, hoeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
