Grayscale

**** ain't barrin' that shit, my ****

Slap a punk bitch, slap a punk bitch

(**** ain't barrin' that shit, my ****)

(Slap a punk bitch, slap a punk bitch)

(**** ain't barrin' that shit, my ****)

(Slap a punk bitch, slap a punk bitch)

I'm sinkin' to unknown levels, the devil with no brake pedal

Stop all this murder, more murder, drugs got me cockin' the burner

Run up in your house, duct tape on your mouth

Evil shit, hittin' licks, never a drought

$uicide, Grey*59, future is now

Lucifer in the flesh, you'd hear the sound

(Sui, suicide, suicide)

Poppin' these pills and I'm poppin' these shells

Oxy and heroin crushed up in a bill

Feel like I'm watched by the eyes in the hill

$carecrow the menace, but $carecrow, don't panic

I called on JGRXXN and they ready to kill

Lil Uzi cocked and he ready to drill

Smokin' out, locin' out in a DeVille

Roaches swarm around me as I rise and levitate

I be the snake of Genesis leadin' the Exodus to an unknown place

And claim it's safe, huh

Gathering sheep to the slaughter, I show 'em the blade

Let 'em pray to the Father then sneak up behind 'em

And open their veins, the devil in wolf's clothing

Yung Plague attends them demon masquerades

But I ain't mask my face

I pass the blade and ask to trade their soul for cash and fame

I scratch these names off of my list

I trash the place and dip back to my pit

Of ash and bones and hibernate

My sack of souls ain't gon' escape

(**** ain't barrin' that shit, my ****)

(Slap a punk bitch, slap a punk bitch)

(**** ain't barrin' that shit, my ****)

(Slap a punk bitch, slap a punk bitch)

(**** ain't barrin' that shit, my ****)

(Slap a punk bitch, slap a punk bitch)

Watch me hypnotize you **** 'cause JGRXXN got that funk

I'm ridin' in a steamer with some bodies in the trunk

Juug mane, juug mane, you not the juug mane

False flaggin' ****, come and catch a blast, mane

These scheme-icide **** always burnin' up the trunk

We runnin' down your lane, I don't pull up, I always dunk

I never gave a fuck about these **** wanna play

And if you with the shit, please believe we on the way

Hustle the maniac, quick attack, you can't relax, you can't relax

So on your back, bet you even know I'd bust your ass

Be luck "Fuck the cash", but need the cash

Hustle, passion for the love of bands

I kill a man, I rob a man, I be fiendin' bad

But damn if I tell you that

You be lurkin' in my business fast

Grab the fuckboy, how you doin' that?

'Fore you know it, I be at your neck

Like the dead, he vanish to a mist (Hustle)

He sees the noose that come up out the group

In the trunk, we let the bodies sit

$uicide, the way we slittin' wrists

Roll the blunt then put it to my lips

Torch a car just for the love of chips

It's Hustle

G-G-G*59, talkin' to the devil, plot another, 'nother crime

Elevate above the clouds lookin' for the sun

When I fell from the heavens, was losin' my mind

Rip off my wings and I take off my halo

I'm lookin' for downers, but didn't find shit

So I slept with the devil, I sold my soul quick

I was fuckin' it, and then I made it my bitch

Murder-suicidal, grippin' the rifle, hand on the Bible

Believe in false idols, you livin' in dreams

But I'm stuck in reality thinkin' of schemes

Loss in the darkness, where I become heartless

I creep through the night, and I keep my blade sharp

And I'm stuck in my ways, man, I don't give a fuck

'Cause I'm throwin' my elbows, I'm gettin' too bucked

(**** ain't barrin' that shit, my ****)

(Slap a punk bitch, slap a punk bitch)