Drug Dealer Injects His Fentanyl (Psychosis)

I see blood in the Cullinan (I see blood in the Cullinan)

I see blood in the Cullinan (I see blood in the Cullinan)

I'm a killer, cut the top right off

I'm a killer, drop the top on my dawgs (yeah)

I hit the trap, went to jail, I can't breathe fresh air (yeah)

Ship the drugs through the mail (yeah)

Sangre, bleedin' for that ass, yeah

Feel like a bad bitch, nigga, I'm steppin' on necks

Andale, andale, andale, I feel like I'ma vomit, yeah

Yeah, dumb-ass nigga sippin' that Act' (huh)

I can sing like Beyonce (yeah)

Rage baitin', I'm gettin 'em mad, ha, ha

Rage baitin', I'm gettin 'em mad, uh

Presidential Rollie, coupe goin' Bat' shit

Spendin' this check, no worry (yeah)

Bitches love lil' me, nigga, feel like Batman

Feel like Batman

It's a holiday, ayy

Spent the black racks on a Wraith

Rage baitin', I'm gettin' 'em mad, bitch, uh

Put the lil' ass tweakers on the 'Xan, I'm a madman, ha, huh

This lil' Skeletrix flow, I ain't rappin', yeah, huh

No, stack up my bands like I'm Elon

Your racks on what? You goddamn peons, yeah

Keep that semi tucked

Uh, uh, uh

No, I cannot love

I see blood in the Cullinan

I see blood in the Cullinan