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Call us fucking NyQuil we about to put you to sleep
Got two blades on me like daisho know that shit will cut you up deep
Let the liquor burn my vitals, need the juice before I go creep
Got no motherfucking idols rather die than become a sheep
Feel like a vamp I'm loving the blood
This be a game and you stuck in the mud
You getting played while she licking me up
They be giving you change while I'm robbing your plug
Bout to go cash out then I go pass out
Sipping it back in the henny we trust
Blowing her back out she gonna tap out
High off the whitney i struggle to bust
Gook in my genes bring the vice to my life
Realise them habits are not gonna break
Say that you safe in the place that you lay
But I seen the bro flippin the big ass drac
You can say what like but back up the hype or
You gonna pay the price widda a bad ass day
Got Scriptz in the room and the scripts in my hand
Black you out like a xan you in bad ass shape
Broken habits
You cannot fix this us you ain't no mechanic
Automatic
We driving by we see you panic
Broken habits
Our killer instinct got us feeling manic
Shit be tragic
This ain't no Shakespeare we ain't no romantics
I got some wish clout wrist slit scriptures
Im Casting out some laced hymns, do u get the pictures
Drippin head to toe like im oil soaked for the feds who shtick here
Im not compatible with all this piety, 'ciety shit, devil lingers
Got bones and the blood right (rite) in a vicious mixture
You know I needle inject
You want it, you show it, you tune(toon) it inspect
My battle garbs Prada floss up to the neck
Neck to the toes and then back to the Neck
Cut em and let that blood flow off these
Cheques
Im all too fuckin sad about the things want to
Control it from a vantage point of my death
Scriptz!
Gook in my genes bring the vice to my life
Realise them habits are not gonna break
Say that you safe in the place that you lay
But I seen the bro flippin the big ass drac
You can say what like but back up the
Hype or you gonna pay the price widda a bad ass day
Got scriptz in the room and the scripts in my hand
Black you out like a xan you in bad ass shape