5150 I can’t never trust myself
I’m just tryna do the best with the hand that I was dealt
I just want everyone to feel the pain that I have felt
Imma flex 27 like I’m Teddy Roosevelt
Zipping up my body bag
Cause these motherfvckers wack
We stuff an eighth in the blvnt
While you smoking empty pack
B1tch I smell like cigarettes
It gets ya b1tches pvssy wet
Imma die for 187 that’s my motherfvcking set
I put your mental in the Earth
And your ego on a sh1rt
You can’t k1ll a motherfvckеr who’s already in the dirt
Fvck the Honda Civic b1tch imma go whip thе hearse
Put you in a collar like yo father up in the church
Boutta dive up in that holy water watch saliva burn
I got forty fvcking blvnts so I can stay up in the murk
I submerge, in that hurt, I ain’t never unimmerse
You know Grey gon keep it dirty
Rolling til my fingers hurting
Got the scalpel grey the surgeon
Wear ya face and get to flirting with yo b1tch
Makin hits
Then I run off in the mist
Take yo limbs make em twist
Then I fill up fill up fill up my chalice
And I’m licking the Dutch I ain’t passing to nobody that ain’t that gang
I ain’t got love for no pvssy that really ain’t wit it they bark but don’t live what they say
Gimme a minute to finish em off and I’m grabbing em serving em up on the plate
Damnit I really can’t find any rapper that’s better than Grey don’t give fvck what you say
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