歌手:$uicideboy$
专辑:《Sing Me a Lullaby, My Sweet Temptation》

作曲 : Aristos Petrou/Scott Arceneaux Jr.
Tie 'em— Tie 'em to my bumper, drug 'em, **** '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, **** '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 Darko, riding scheming on a mission
Enough of the static in my hood, I bring the friction
Chucky with the blade, **** a movie this that fiction
I stay stacking up addictions, million dollar drug dependance
Pimping like I'm skinny when I'm riding through the city
**** them undercovers, all them feds got is a theory
Downward to Gentilly, I'm the junkie of the century
Check while I lay theories
$licky the Scarecrow that they fearing on that Northside
Black tide with the 59 (Grey!)
**** it, just kill em' all, they gon' blame Sam Hyde
Always taper on, what the **** is taper off?
You see this tattoo on my head, the **** you resuscitate me for?
Scoping out with that beanie, touch your head like I'm a prophet
Slightly nodding off that fent, rub me wrong I get it poppin'
Attacking the hood like Benghazi
Better for good like gastaste
Hoes they love Young Wetto, screaming "Follow me, culo papi"

Let me tone it down before the ice caps melt
Grab devil by the horns so that I might catch hell
White velvet on my ***** look like Marie Antoinette
Every time she give me head it's like my **** was a threat
Chain me with the shotgun, I ain't aim that shit
**** your Spotify playlists, TikTok trends, y'all lame as shit
You gon' catch these ****ing hands like a baseball mitt
You got any last words? I bet they taste like ****
Captain of the grey, I'm going down with the ship
Down with the shit, I split just about everything with $lick
Still in that 7 ain't nothing has changed
Still wearing FTP fits to the grave
Still **** the fame, **** the pressure and pain
Only thing changed is I cut off my mane

Tie 'em— Tie 'em to my bumper, drug 'em, **** '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, **** '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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