Rag Round My Skull

Drugs in my veins with two hoes on my lap

I ain't gotta roll a thing I got these bitches for that

I got that smoke by the ounce

I got them pills by the bottle

And if I ever run out this junkie right here will rob ya

Trappin' out the ocean just so I don't lose focus

I'm always sippin' purple potion keep them backwoods in motion

Yea I use and I sell

Yea I'm straight out of hell

You drop my name in any city bet it's gonna ring bells

Chop it up quick like a brick I ain't got time for the small talk

Poppin' up quick then I dip see I don't wanna be bothered

Just know I hate you mother fuckers and that's from the heart

Buncha blowfish mother fuckers and we are the sharks

Ho...

Fuck all of yall, bitch

I don't give a fuck if $uicideboy$ never going to do shit

Still put the pistol in my mouth

Blow the back of my head out

Now I'm going to head out

Slit my fucking throat

Throw me in a shark tank either that or you can leave my bloody body in the motherfucking boat

Fuck everything and fuck myself

Fuck what you think

Leave me hanging by a belt

Brain banging with pain

Grey staining is the game

Flames gaining my domain

Staying in the same lane

I ain't never going to change

See me dancing in the street when that motherfucking blood rains

Everybody else is dealt with bitch

Keep your fame and your wealth and shit

Grey, five nine

Grey, five nine

Grey, five nine

Grey, five nine

Grey, five nine

Grey, five nine

Grey, five nine

Grey, five nine