Lyrics

Niggas on banana peels, always gettin' that bullet drill Dead in they motherfucking face, where it hurt the most Dripped out! Niggas on banana peels, always gettin' that bullet drill Dead in they motherfucking face, where it hurt the most Niggas on banana peels, always gettin' that bullet drill Dead in they motherfucking face, where it hurt the most Dripped out! Niggas on banana peels, always gettin' that bullet drill Dead in they motherfucking face, where it hurt the most Lord of doom, King of gloom Slowly crawling out my tomb Find out where you stayin' fool Cock it back and spray the room Blood and murder I'm the serpent out the book of Genesis It's for certain close the curtains You won't live to see your kids You ain't drinking Activis You are just an actor, bitch Yung Christ the immaculate Ball my fist and smack a bitch King of this shit so, welcome to death row, $uicide You know how it go hoe But I ain't lil Germ though God of the infernos Dripped out! Niggas on banana peels, always gettin' that bullet drill Dead in they motherfucking face, where it hurt the most Aye, aye I fuckin' love it, the smell of rubish Ain't no discussion, 'bout my decisions in public Just let me run in gunnin' Go lucky faggot, smacked him in the face With a pack of acid I'm trippin' but she said to keep my head up Pickin' up drugs ain't no keepin' the dump Hand on the pump, thinkin' bout callin' it off Family problems, just a bunch of motherfuckers lost with no cause Loogies from the Uzi leave ya' oozin' Shootin' movie Left her with no jacuzzi scene in sight The five, the eagle gon' bite, ridin' round town with a fist full of spite Bitch just kill me now, cause it's gon' be over Ran out of options, just kill the rodents Dripped out! Niggas on banana peels always gettin' that bullet drill Dead in they motherfucking face, where it hurt the most 6 blunts and they all for Mutt Give none to the sluts 7th Ward where I cut up guts Nugs up for the pluck 8th of bud Fucking roll and puff Now I'm soaked in Tuss In the Rover Truck Serving hoes with lust Throwed, I'm swerving curves I bust on curbs on purpose Learn to trust the serpent soaked in blood Potent rust encrusts the shogun's blade but now it's broken up Coke and dust Lil bit on the razor when I opened up my wrist My bloody fist is fucking cold and I'm numb "Why do you think it is so violent? Why is it so violent in New Orleans?" "Shit man, fuck, it's violent 'cause fuck—they don't wanna give a nigga no fucking job, ya' hear me? They look at a nigga they like: "fuck, you a hoodlum", ya' hear me? So fuck, if you don't wanna give it to me, ya' hear me? And I'm tryna do the right thing, ya' hear me? Fuck, well fuck it, look here, I gotta go take it, ya' hear me? Fuck it."
Writer(s): Aristos Petrou, Scott Arcenaux, Jason R Antoine Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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