[Intro] Back in the house with a '94 You did good $lick Grey, Grey Five Nine Grey, Grey Five Nine
[Verse 1: Ruby da Cherry] I-I-I feel like Princess Peach, rose gold on my Mercedes (Uh) Rose gold on my bitch, lookin' like her name Mercedes (Yeah, yeah) I need a hoe who down, one who'll ask, "What up ladies?" (What up?) Switched out the friendly smile but a face that reads "Fuck you, pay me" (Good to beam up, Scotty) Ain't rabies, I just overdosed off coke and dope, I know thеy hope I died (Yeah, yеah) My back is aching from holding the underground down ever since we dropped High Tide (Sheesh) Standing in my grave like I ain't 5'9 (GREY) One more minute 'til the hours done, I'll take my time Fake my pride It's really all about state of mind Reality reflected the state of your nervous system Listening in on your bitchin', it sounds like it belong in the kitchen I ain't got time, nah $ui-suicide Made a whole culture that's based on dying (Yeah) Another cult member showed up early just so they could wait in line
[Verse 2: $crim] Wetto in that TRX Higher than the upper deck The way she suck my dick, I'm rubbernecking at her rubber neck (Yeah) Christians holler "What the heck?" I call me to cut my check Overdosin' off the dope and still ain't feeling nothing yet (Good to beam up, Scotty) Glock 19 with the red dot beam Fuck rapping, when I'm shooting, I'm at my best Police come, take the AK out, aim that motherfucker straight right his chest Talking about killing got my dick getting hard Smoke got me paranoid, so I smoke some more When they bury me put the scripts in my jacket Hoes in my casket, think I need four? (Yeah, yeah, woah) Oh, oh, oh, walkin' this beat Face looking like ain't nothing I ain't seen (Woah, woah) Dogs in my lungs every time that I breath I'm a fiend for the war, I'ma breed what they can't be (Woah, woah, woah, woah) Say what I mean Lie when I speak (Woah, woah) If an opp die before we can meet (Woah, woah) I'll catch them in hell and I'll send him to heaven (Woah, woah) Not even his God can fucking protect him (Woah, woah) Got bitches that love me that I don't remember (Woah, woah) My gang members around me in every direction (Woah, woah) It's $ui!
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