Selling crack at the crack of dawn
Pushing a burgundy Benz
Bet you’ve never seen a Goblin yawn
Got a gang of Genghis Khans
Drinking blood like a Sauvignon
Welcome to my tundra terradome, uh
Sliced gold cheddar with an ice cold set
Mongolian leather belt tied around my neck
f#ck a cheap thrill, only the finest of deaths
Loneliness is my finesse
Satan in the flesh, me and God didn’t mesh
Unlimited freshness
Grinning for death
Money I need less
f#ck a f#cking check
Check back with the TEC
MAC-10 make you wet
f#ck giving it thought, when I could just get head
Laying in bed thinking about how my life is like my bank account
b#tch, it’s empty and spent
Now they be asking where Oddy Nuff went
It’s that Lo-Fi (Five) broken sky (Nine)
Golden dye (Five) cold and dry (Nine)
Ocean type (Five nine)
It’s that Lo-Fi (Five) broken sky (Nine)
Golden dye (Five) cold and dry (Nine)
Ocean type (Five nine)
It’s that Lo-Fi (Five) broken sky (Nine)
Golden dye (Five) cold and dry (nine)
Ocean type (Five nine)
It’s that Lo-Fi (Five) broken sky (Nine)
Golden dye (Five) cold and dry (Nine)
Ocean type (Five nine)
(Five nine, five nine)
Yung Jax Teller (teller)
Bodies in the cellar (cellar)
Hoes like Hellen Keller, they ain’t speaking, they ain’t telling (telling)
Butterfly blade (blade)
Never rock a fade (fade)
Got a few satanic ways for these f#ckboys on my wave
Skinny white creep, seven days a week
Smoking on that PCP, sipping on some DMT
Never asked to rap, ’cause I don’t like you m#th*rf#ck*rs
Always on my back, bunch of biting m#th*rf#ck*rs
Five nine my f#cking brothers, got your b#tch under the covers
It’s that Mary Jane burning (burning)
Syrup got me slurring
Turning down on them spokes, hang me from a f#cking rope
Hang me from a f#cking rope
It’s that Lo-Fi (five) broken sky (nine)
Golden dye (five) cold and dry (nine)
Ocean type (five nine)
It’s that Lo-Fi (five) broken sky (nine)
Golden dye (five) cold and dry (nine)
Ocean type (five nine)
It’s that Lo-Fi (five) broken sky (nine)
Golden dye (five) cold and dry (nine)
Ocean type (five nine)
It’s that Lo-Fi (five) broken sky (nine)
Golden dye (five) cold and dry (nine)
Ocean type (five nine)
(Five nine, five nine)
Kill ’em all, kill ’em all, kill ’em all
Kill ’em all, kill ’em all, kill ’em all
Kill ’em all, kill ’em all, kill ’em all
Kill ’em all, kill ’em all, kill ’em all
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