Rag Round My Skull

Drugs in my veins with two hoes on my lap I ain't gotta roll a thing I got these bitches for that I got that smoke by the ounce I got them pills by the bottle And if I ever run out this junkie right here will rob ya Trappin' out the ocean just so I don't lose focus I'm always sippin' purple potion keep them backwoods in motion Yea I use and I sell Yea I'm straight out of hell You drop my name in any city bet it's gonna ring bells Chop it up quick like a brick I ain't got time for the small talk Poppin' up quick then I dip see I don't wanna be bothered Just know I hate you mother fuckers and that's from the heart Buncha blowfish mother fuckers and we are the sharks Ho... Fuck all of yall, bitch I don't give a fuck if $uicideboy$ never going to do shit Still put the pistol in my mouth Blow the back of my head out Now I'm going to head out Slit my fucking throat Throw me in a shark tank either that or you can leave my bloody body in the motherfucking boat Fuck everything and fuck myself Fuck what you think Leave me hanging by a belt Brain banging with pain Grey staining is the game Flames gaining my domain Staying in the same lane I ain't never going to change See me dancing in the street when that motherfucking blood rains Everybody else is dealt with bitch Keep your fame and your wealth and shit Grey, five nine Grey, five nine Grey, five nine Grey, five nine Grey, five nine Grey, five nine Grey, five nine Grey, five nine