Gutting Catfish

It's the gray player, I'm a dame slayer

Playin' games, hoes peelin' off my layers

Fuck a hater, I'ma blame it on the navigator

Never gettin' paper, but I got a pair of boots

That was made from alligator, uh

Fuckboy, see you later

Keep your mouth shut

I don't fuck with traitors

Gotta make a dent in this world

Gotta find a flavor

Cherry marmalade, bitch

I spread it on my bread like a baker

Bitch, I'm fuckin' sunk like an anchor

Let me sink down

I don't need a lifesaver

Bitch, I made a fuckin' promise to the devil

That I'd trade my fuckin' soul

So I'll settle with a motherfuckin' razor, uh

Walk into the mind of a $uicide god

Chalk drawn lines with a body inside

Ride with the blade, or the MAC, or the gauge

Lil Gauge in the back make the blunt rotate

No fuckin' role model

I'll die before forty

Got Xans on me now

I'll pop more in the morning

Bitches be snappin' they tits

But it's boring

Rather that hydro-codeine when I'm pourin'

That codeine too weak for a fool wit' a tolerance

Strippin' down, fuck her once

Then I goin' rob the bitch

Gray in my eyes and my heart

Don't feel nothin'

My fuckin' drug use

Never up for discussion

Forever-ever

Pour yella-yella

Tombstone header readin'

"Triple-six" and that's forever-ever