Lte

I be that, I see that

I be that skinny fiend sippin' lean

Caffeine with codeine

I'm smokin' nicotine, PCP

Pills in my cuisine

I'm fuckin' draped in suede

Wrist dismayed

Suicide renegade

Pop a couple waves up in my grave

Carvin' my skin with the blade

I don't fuck with squelers

Known drug dealers

Stealer with the sealer

Slickity always wrecked

Bitch, get check

Grey '59 the set

Chopper make 'em wet

Watch me flex

Y'all just second best

Never second guess

Manifest, triple six 'till death

Ruby ain't my mother fuckin' true name

If I wrote it down

It would combust into a blue flame

Gloom gang bangin', whole crew slain

Bodies in the suitcase

Polo, body bag full of bootlegs

Two-faced bitch, sick a duck

Got your bitch layin' goose eggs

Two fangs growin', got a toothache

Tie me up like a shoe-string

Let the noose hang

Outta my box, I need a new frame

Ruby da Cherry ain't got a pocket

Full of fruitcake

Bruce Wayne wannabe

Fuck with me

I'll probably give you somethin' free

Honeys surroundin' around me

'Cause I'm buzzin' like a fuckin' bumblebee

Most of my raps are

Fuckin' tongue-in-cheek

Fungus in my lungs

Dungeon reeks of crumblin' weed

Another day, another fee

Pile of fuckin' dirt you will find me

Underneath, yah