BLOODSWEAT

You did good, sick!

It's a smash.

-Sorry little boy. -Turf on a booty , crack with the unit

Chopper in the pickup like a motherfucking hooptie.

Christ running through me , diamonds on the Uzi Ten million blunts got me faded like I'm

Boosie.

Northside!

They say they want that war, but no, they ain't ready to die like me Trying to copy the lord, but no, they can never get high like me.

They fuck the world, trying to get rich enough to buy a planet.

My name up in their mouth so much, I'm starting to think they faggots.

On the day I die, bury my body in the marsh. Fuck the fame, forget my name, just mark me with a cross.

They fucking with the dollar sign, U-I-C-I-D-E. Loaded up two N-P,

W-O-R-L-D. Fuck you mean? Drop the lo', if you 'bout it, let me see. Want a banger?

We can bang it until there's one that can breathe. You see the difference?

I'm down to die where I stay. We can shoot or let it fly with the hands.

You see the difference? I'm down to die where I stay.

Bring your gang, you can die with your -mans, ayy.

-Wild Bill Hickok, chrome on the wrist watch. Codeine falling from my eyes like a teardrop.

Wild Bill Hickok, gone off the grid like. Walk in, shh, you can hear a fucking pin drop.

I-I-Indiana sicky, don't forget the Fort White.

Indiana sicky, don're forget the Fort White.

On the fucking pass, emotions manufactured.

All these artists trying to sue us like we founded NASA. Waiting for the rapture, days on my fast.

My head's always hulking, drink some back of a velociraptor, uh.

Say what? Say what?

OMG, that shit's retarded, no, but I'm hyperstylist.

Say that the public eye on -top like I'm off the Earth to planets. -Repping gray so hard, they all think that

I might be bias. Across the globe for several years, we spread a fucking virus.

Apologies for all the shit I mean.

They just said a lot of shit to say, I let the body bleed. It don't really bother me, switch up my geography.

Can't spend too much time in just one place, I think it's time to leave.

Got my VPN so they don't know my whereabouts.

I seen them on they live -stream trying to air it out.

-I love the hate up in my heart, I had to tear it out. I had worms sniffing me, boy, I ain't scared of owls.

Better rep that fucking G-R-E-Y, -five to the nine.

-'Til my head's crossed over my chest in that pine box. Tightrope, tightwalk, step to me, die, boy.

Locked on to my fucking prey like a night hawk. Once I see the white flag wave, pull out white chalk.

Don't try and race me to the grave, it's a lie, bro.

Got my sick mask, tombstone, Russian mob, boo tone.

Too long, I don't know this number, need a new phone. Flew home, fresh lawn with a pile of loose bones.

Paranoid thoughts creeping in, I think I'm too stoned.

I-I-I'm mighty enough, baby, don't forget the snow leopard.

Say what? I-I-I'm mighty enough, baby, don't forget the snow leopard.

Say what?