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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Germ
Germ
Vocals
Ruby Da Cherry
Ruby Da Cherry
Vocals
Scrim
Scrim
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Scott Arceneaux Jr.
Scott Arceneaux Jr.
Songwriter
Aristos Petrou
Aristos Petrou
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Budd Dwyer
Budd Dwyer
Producer

Lyrics

It's that gutter motherfucker from the northside (NORTHSIDE) Gold up on my teeth I got the frostbite (FROSTBITE) Still up in my hood but my bands right (BANDS RIGHT) Smokin' rock tar out the glass pipe (GLASS PIPE) Swervin' while I'm passin' up the red lights Couple Xanax in me Need my mind right, mind right Everybody say goodnight to the bad guy I'm from a place in the dark where the dead die, dead die Fuck your motherfuckin' camera if you (FUCK YOUR MOTHERFUCKIN' CAM) When it comes to heaven's gates you can (cash me ousside) $lick Rick, how I pimp on a bitch, how bow dah Slit wrist, drip, drip 'til I end $uicide Ruby da Cherry Frozen posted with a script bottle open Drippin' like a faucet broken You think that you the fuckin' wave? I got the ocean flowin' You think that you won't catch the fade Yung $now be fuckin' lokin' Turn your head to marmalade then light a blunt i'm fuckin smoking Chokin I got 10 i'm bout to hang That pussy boy claim that he mispoken Now he boastin third coast I'm dirty south i'm swangin' blades just like a fuckin frozen shogun Sip a spell Some muddy potion Pull up and I flood the function Got a bag I leave it close and money come and go Sometimes you broke Sometimes you loaded I feel so broke I need to get loaded Fuck you Always been my slogan Curvin hoes and blowin o's I'm slowly rollin' potent Gonna overdose At least i'm hopin Bags to get Only select few fuck the rest Big ass rude lil bitch Swallow the stick 30 round sack left her wet Bags of cess Hit the button for the top on the 'vette Bet that hoe ain't never seen nun like this Big pun rocks on my wrist I bet you love me bruh You look just like me Fuck Back to back sluts No fucks Just sucks At ease boy catch up Front of saks 5 fifths Smoke sac I just wanna dab Too much passion kiss my ass Pull off in the jag Gucci my v guts Can't be touched Came in broken pick me up Young niggas out here know wassup Back up the coupe Big boof Neck bein thrown she the truth Bow down salute Ski mask tucked tight Weak ass crumb gimme the loot
Writer(s): Aristos Petrou, Scott Arcenaux, Jason R Antoine Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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