Y-y-y-y-y, y-y-y-y
Y-y, y-y-y
You did good, $lick
Woah-woah, woah, woah-woah-woah (It's a Smash)
Woah-woah, woah, woah-woah-woah (, Indiana $licky F-f-f-fort Wayne)
Woah-woah, woah, woah-woah-woah (, man, fuck these boys)
Woah-woah, woah, woah-woah-woah (2nd World)
Yeah, tell me what you know about me (Uh-uh)
Yung Cracka with the all gold teeth (Ayy, turn me up)
I would tell y'all how I really feel, but it would just get hit with the ****(Northside)
I was ten years old with the heat (Woah-wah)
Their eyes got cold from the grief (Say wha')
Call me Northside Wet Lil Yachty
The way I die for the crib (Northside)
Where I'm from, yeah, the sun don't rise in the east (In the East)
I'ma harbor the beast
Been done it at all, evеn got high with a priest, too high at the least
Just kill 'еm, I ain't got no time for the beef, Gen 5 intervene (Grr)
Motherfuck police, I vibe with the fiends, too live like a stream, *59 the regime
Yeah, ayy, came with the fuck ups
Yeah, ayy, so I can't help but fuck up
Yeah, ayy, came with the fuck ups
Yeah, hold up, we tell 'em, "Shut the fuck up"
Smokin' 'em back to back, until I can't feel no pain no more (North, North)
Kickin' they door from the back, makin' 'em lay it down on the floor (North, North)
My tolerance high on the dope, but I got no patience for a ho (North, North)
Point me a tone right there to the dome, make that bitch go blow, blow, blow, blow, blow
Young S to the C to the A to the R to the E to the C to the R to the O to the W
Smokin' that sack till my eyes roll back, system down, issues they can't troubleshoot
Black mask, gold teeth, yellin', "Who dat?" (Who dat?)
Wanted fame, so we put him on the news app
If you pull it out, boy, better shoot that
Turn a opp into merch, lemme SKU that, huh
Bro-broke the scale, we smokin' on Dave Blunts (North)
Sippin' syrup till my face numb (North)
Chewin' fent, this that laced gum (North)
Red beam here like a ray gun (North)
Money in the walls like Nagin (North)
Goddamn, call me BP the way I'm spillin' that oil
Yeah, big stepper, I'm takin' their souls like Dr. Scholls
Yeah, surgeon with the blade, so I stay on call
Up in New Orleans, put the 3 on my back, young wet Chris Paul
Fuck around and break my jaw before I ever go talk to the laws
Woah-woah, woah, woah-woah-woah (Ruby da Cherry)
Woah-woah, woah, woah-woah-woah (Nah-nah, nah-nah, nah-nah)
Woah-woah, woah, woah-woah-woah (Yeah)
Woah-woah, woah, woah-woah-woah (7th Ward)
Yeah, I'm just tryna' dodge all my flaws, my whole life in camouflage
$uicide, I'll take the charge, GREY*59 the entourage
Codeine colored cayenne, but I wrapped the Macan satin mauve
Praise the Lord with applause, the demons pissed I left they cause
Out the fog, I'ma rawdog all this life shit
Swerve in a 'Vette, yeah, I'm flirtin' with death
So I don't have to feel like life's bitch
Range Rover '96, run me over type shit
6 years sober in October, no leftover crisis, uh
It's a young man's dream to wanna die
Livin' life high, while I was flickin' off the sky
Born a rebel, now I'll settle for a little peace and quiet
This life usually admired, but I'm tired of life not bein' private
Opps on my radar, I'ma pray for 'em
Lord, have mercy on their soul
For all my dogs, I'ma catch a stray for 'em
Share the food out of my bowl
Still pack the tool, and it's still loaded, I'm devoted to the GREY
Until the grave, rotten and bloated, sugarcoat all of my pain
A life so sweet I didn't know it, so I smile with tooth decay
Don't try to floss, you could get scraped, take, take no loss in any state (Yeah)
I just came to swang and drag my tank across every lane
Scrapin' up the interstate, Tobasco sauce, I'm hittin' stains
Yeah, ayy, came with the fuck ups
Yeah, ayy, so I can't help but fuck up
Yeah, ayy, came with the fuck ups
Yeah, hol' up, we tell 'em, "Shut the fuck up"
I will always rep the 7th Ward, collectin' all seven rewards (Seven)
Seven warriors, seven dented swords
Unsheathe my blade and scream, "En guard! *59 captain on board!"
Former junkie comin' at you live from the junkyard
Woah-woah, woah, woah-woah-woah (Grey*59, bitch; yeah-yeah-yeah, Northside shit, y'know I'm sayin')
Woah-woah, woah, woah-woah-woah (Yeah-yeah-yeah; $ui-$ui-$uicide, $uicide)
Woah-woah, woah, woah-woah-woah (East Bloc', 7th-7th Ward)
Woah-woah, woah, woah-woah-woah (Grey*59, 7th Ward)
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