Tie ’em- Tie ’em to my bumper, drug ’em, fuck ’em
I don’t love ’em, dump ’em slumped
Put ’em- Put ’em in a ho spot, take me to the stash pot
Tie ’em- Tie ’em to my bumper, drug ’em, fuck ’em
I don’t love ’em, dump ’em slumped
Put ’em- Put ’em in a ho spot, take me to the stash pot
Huh, North
Ooh-ooh!
On them meds like dark
Riding scheming on a mission
Anna for the static
In my hood I bring the friction
Chucky with the blade
Fuck a movie this ain’t fiction
I stay stacking up addictions
Million dollar drug dependence
Pimping like I’m skinny when I’m riding through the city
Fuck them under covers
All them feds got is a theory
9th ward to gentilly I’m the junkie of the century
Chain wet like lake eerie
Slicky the scarecrow that they fearing on that Northside
Gang tied with the *59
Fuck it just kill ’em all
They gonna blame sam hyde
Always taper on
What the fuck is taper off?
You see this tattoo on my head?
The fuck you resuscitate me for?
Scoping out with that beam
Touch your head like ima prophet
Slightly nodding off that fent but rub me wrong I get it popping
Attacking the hood like benghazi
Better fear GREY like a stasi
Hoes they love young wetto
Screaming “fóllame culo papi”
Let me tone it down before the ice caps melt
Grab the devil by the horns
For that I might catch hell
White velvet on my bitch
Looks like Marie Antoinette
Everytime she gives me head it’s like my dick was a threat
Cheney with the shotgun
I ain’t aim at shit
Fuck your Spotify playlists
Tiktok trends
Ya’ll lame as shit
You gon catch these fucking hands like a baseball mit
You got any last words?
I bet they taste like clit
Captain of the GREY
I’m going down with the ship
Down with the shit
I split just about everything with slick
Still in the 7th ain’t nothing has changed
Still wearing FTP fits til the grave
Still fuck the fame
Fuck the press and pain
Only thing changed is I cut off my mane
Tie ’em- Tie ’em to my bumper, drug ’em, fuck ’em
I don’t love ’em, dump ’em slumped
Put ’em- Put ’em in a ho spot, take me to the stash pot
Tie ’em- Tie ’em to my bumper, drug ’em, fuck ’em
I don’t love ’em, dump ’em slumped
Put ’em- Put ’em in a ho spot, take me to the stash pot
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