Lyrics

My ambitions as a rider is to drive right off a fucking cliff Road stay froze in cold weather The snow leopard don't even grip Floating in the ocean Roller coasting Watch the fucking dip Pistol whip your fucking lips Split you with the fucking clip $uicide boy bitch Slick's the one who whips the brick Who am I? Boy slit your wrist I'll add you to the list (Ruby does not exist) Raised by the schizo's Right next to your bed when I tip toe 10 4, I'm the psycho, Michael Lights low till them guns make a light show Oz. of the OG Fade away with the night breeze Black Glocks in the trunk Face a whole blunt now I don't give a fuck I'm in the 7th rolling Car might be stolen Bitch my carry's open Locin' jocsin' My blunt be swollen always smoking I be that slave with the gold chain Ridin' in the get away Throw another bitch away Fuck it, I'ma die today
Writer(s): Aristos Petrou, Scott Arcenaux Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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