Pysch ward, head fucked
Fresh cut, white lace, curb job get fucked
Gimme gas, don't wanna stop
SS, 14, 88, fuck off
Just, just give me drugs (give me drugs)
Rev me up (rev me up)
Stroke my motor mouth (stroke my motor mouth)
Just, just give me drugs (give me drugs)
Rev me up (rev me up)
Stroke my motor mouth (stroke my motor mouth)
Shiftin' plates through an earthquake
Had to fade my ex, like Boosie
Cook in the kitchen says it's ready, but I'm late
Niggas in colour watch me fade to black
Covered in gold, truth and glory
Call my hotline, code triple nine
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Poison in my fangs
Just blood fire
Dreamin' with the Earth
Forgive the liars
This 500 dеgrees
Whole world on their knees
Watch the tеrminator bleed
Bitch I ain't come here freeze
I've got my hands around the neck of the law
I've got my hands around the neck of the law
I've got my hands around the neck of the law
I've got my hands around the neck of the law
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Maybe it was danglin' from my tongue
Maybe I was young
Maybe I would go and never come
Maybe I could pray me overcome
Maybe I was numb
Maybe smoke was floatin' through my lungs
Maybe I was crazy, I was dumb
Maybe I was done
Maybe I was drivin' with a gun
Maybe I was aimin' at the sun
Maybe have a son
Maybe have a song but never sung
Maybe I was hiding on the road
Maybe I was old
Maybe I would come and never go
Maybe I would think I never know
Maybe I was slow
Maybe I was thinkin' drivin' slow
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Maybe it was danglin' from my tongue
Maybe I was young
Maybe I would go and never come
Maybe I could pray me overcome
Maybe I was numb
Maybe smoke was floatin' through my lungs
Maybe I was crazy, I was dumb
Maybe I was done
Maybe I was drivin' with a gun
Maybe I was aimin' at the sun
Maybe have a son
Maybe have a song but never sung
Maybe I was hiding on the road
Maybe I was old
Maybe I would come and never go
Maybe I would think I never know
Maybe I was slow
Maybe I was thinkin' drivin' slow