Crusafix
Walking on my turf
Put you on a shirt
You was talking sh#t, now you falling off the earth
G-Got a Glocky in the back, sending shots, hope it hurt
You was talking all that sh#t, now you’re dead inside the dirt
I’ma roll you in a swisher
She wan’ take a picture
Yeah, I’m getting richer
Counting 6 figures
All you p#ssies fake, I could read you like a scripture
Always on my nuts, get the f#ck off my dick, sir
I don’t like the way that you act when I walk by
Seems like every single friend just wanna {?}
You can do anything, but you can’t get mine
I can tell that you lie because you’re cross eyed
Play them games, you gon’ f#ck up
Think you living life in my lane, you a lame, bro
I just pulled up with the stick in the Tonka truck
Getting all the cash, yeah, now I got a blue {?}
Do my 123s, do my ABCs
{?}, b#tch, I am a beast
You a random, now you can’t {?} me
I’ve been riding ’round with Ohfive
Smoking gas and it opened up my third eye
Kill yo #ss and I call that sh#t a suicide
Aye, yo, the pizza here
Wait a minute, let me catch my breath
Talk sh#t, now you dead up on Med
Ripping him apart, I don’t care if he’s my friend
Clinically depressed, everything’s up in my head
B-Bullet in the chamber
Shooting at a stranger
Now he filled with vapor
B-Bullet in the chamber
Shooting at a stranger
Now he filled with vapor
Walking on my turf
Put you on a shirt
You was talking sh#t, now you falling off the earth
G-Got a Glocky in the back, sending shots, hope it hurt
You was talking all that sh#t, now you’re dead inside the dirt
I’ma roll you in a swisher
She wan’ take a picture
Yeah, I’m getting richer
Counting 6 figures
All you p#ssies fake, I could read you like a scripture
Always on my nuts, get the f#ck off my dick, sir
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