"Drugs, $ex & Murder" lyrics
I got so much energy
DSM, drugs, sex, murder
Durango, scats, Maybachs, you hear?
Door has shit militia, but I'm flyin' Hellcat
It's a dead body in the blunt, you don't smell that?
Zeitlin' fentanyl, we on silker
They take the chair before I snitch, huh?
They take the chair before I snitch, point me where the seal at
If they lock you up, you gon' #till that
Before I ever fell off, I bet I fell back
Boy, you know I miss the scams, how I leave a Zills act
You can't even buy 'em new clothes for your kids
Lil' Cudi Yank boys, he know the repo is
I know that ain't a 36, let me see your wrist
I know that ain't what's her name, let me see your bitch
Why the fuck you crop the pic? Let me see your kicks
Why you always takin' selfies? Let me see your fit
I never seen it in your fist, let me see your blick
Fuck the steering wheel, hop outside, let me see your whip
Give the world a tour of shit, let us see your crib
I don't think you eighteen years, I can see your ribs
Why you think you M.I.A.? I can see your grid
She think that lace blendin' in, I can see your wig
Bitch, you can't leave the crib in that, I can see your nips
You say you lost on that road? Let me see your slip
Go ahead and tag your jeweler, let me see your kit
Tryna figure out Titi needs, let me see your fix
Fuzz'll catch a hat like it's Wendy, y'all
Soon as I leave out of Enterprise, they tip me down
Me and Omi, I just know this lil' Jimmy proud
I might pull up shootin' on a bike on some Legitimistyle
He turned his back on the gang, shitty Ricky now
Brrt, they got Switchy down
His name is a Goofy, do the Mickey Mouse
Love her boyfriend a rat, I guess she Minnie Mouse
Now I'm out my shit
I'm off of each, heard often, it's only about sixty off
Even granny keep a gun, and she said me somethin'
"When you make a million, you unlock like 70 cousins"
Fake-ass family
Don't even try to take a pic with me, Fuzza
You gotta know I keep a blick with me, Fuzza
It ain't coffee, wake up sippin' me somethin'
If I walk in off, he might drop Richie or somethin'
Yeah, he rap good, but he a Boston snitchy or somethin'
If we talkin' EDDs, I call 50 or somethin'
Amiri jeans, another dollar, I'ma rip these or somethin'
Huh, let my man switch
Melly, that's a human brain? Nah, that ain't spaghetti
That's a brick of pure cocaine and not a Yeti
The pop so thick, you would think I dropped some Jell-O
The TRX is like a tank, can't even park it though
I just know you look strong, you've never got a car involved
Lame ass, bum ass, lil' dumbass boy
I got fine shit all the way in Arkansas
I got a million cash, but don't get started when there's cars involved
Talkin' 'bout some Uggs half-off, I guess there's cars involved
Bitch, come buy a Hug, half-off, suck these boys
This lil' babatake
Keep that pussy in yo' drawers, that bitch hot tamale
S-B-D-S-M, two Ls, then the dollar sign
Norm, then it's Chris, T-double-H-L, shit
You hip-skip, you know the script
DSM, drugs, sex, murder
Durango, scats, Maybachs, you hear?
Door has shit militia, but I'm flyin' Hellcat
It's a dead body in the blunt, you don't smell that?
Zeitlin' fentanyl, we on silker
They take the chair before I snitch, huh?
They take the chair before I snitch, point me where the seal at
If they lock you up, you gon' #till that
Before I ever fell off, I bet I fell back
Boy, you know I miss the scams, how I leave a Zills act
You can't even buy 'em new clothes for your kids
Lil' Cudi Yank boys, he know the repo is
I know that ain't a 36, let me see your wrist
I know that ain't what's her name, let me see your bitch
Why the fuck you crop the pic? Let me see your kicks
Why you always takin' selfies? Let me see your fit
I never seen it in your fist, let me see your blick
Fuck the steering wheel, hop outside, let me see your whip
Give the world a tour of shit, let us see your crib
I don't think you eighteen years, I can see your ribs
Why you think you M.I.A.? I can see your grid
She think that lace blendin' in, I can see your wig
Bitch, you can't leave the crib in that, I can see your nips
You say you lost on that road? Let me see your slip
Go ahead and tag your jeweler, let me see your kit
Tryna figure out Titi needs, let me see your fix
Fuzz'll catch a hat like it's Wendy, y'all
Soon as I leave out of Enterprise, they tip me down
Me and Omi, I just know this lil' Jimmy proud
I might pull up shootin' on a bike on some Legitimistyle
He turned his back on the gang, shitty Ricky now
Brrt, they got Switchy down
His name is a Goofy, do the Mickey Mouse
Love her boyfriend a rat, I guess she Minnie Mouse
Now I'm out my shit
I'm off of each, heard often, it's only about sixty off
Even granny keep a gun, and she said me somethin'
"When you make a million, you unlock like 70 cousins"
Fake-ass family
Don't even try to take a pic with me, Fuzza
You gotta know I keep a blick with me, Fuzza
It ain't coffee, wake up sippin' me somethin'
If I walk in off, he might drop Richie or somethin'
Yeah, he rap good, but he a Boston snitchy or somethin'
If we talkin' EDDs, I call 50 or somethin'
Amiri jeans, another dollar, I'ma rip these or somethin'
Huh, let my man switch
Melly, that's a human brain? Nah, that ain't spaghetti
That's a brick of pure cocaine and not a Yeti
The pop so thick, you would think I dropped some Jell-O
The TRX is like a tank, can't even park it though
I just know you look strong, you've never got a car involved
Lame ass, bum ass, lil' dumbass boy
I got fine shit all the way in Arkansas
I got a million cash, but don't get started when there's cars involved
Talkin' 'bout some Uggs half-off, I guess there's cars involved
Bitch, come buy a Hug, half-off, suck these boys
This lil' babatake
Keep that pussy in yo' drawers, that bitch hot tamale
S-B-D-S-M, two Ls, then the dollar sign
Norm, then it's Chris, T-double-H-L, shit
You hip-skip, you know the script
