Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Roxxy
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Roxxy
Songwriter
Cani Jean
Composer
Lyrics
Like a crucifix, I'm catching bodies, who want smoke
Find me purchasing expensive shit inside the mall
Put the metal to his face, hah
Bullets ripping through his chest, hah
Your a stupid bitch, you finna meet your fate, yeah
Hit you with a Ruger clip
Pussy, Ima bust your lip
Damn bro, you are going out bad
I-I-I'm getting to the bag
Flashing lights and police sirens
It's your turn bitch, now your dying
I just hit a lick inside your crib, your mom is crying
Ima shatter you like glass
Ima put you in a bag
Leave you dying in the grass
Pussy, we're taking your pay load
I'll give you a halo
Wanted by the fedsMy life too fast and they too slow
You gon' need a paramedic
Ima turn you to a schizophrenic
Smoking weed, I smoke exotic
We the boys, you'll get to running
Spend a mill' just like, "Whatever"
Extended clips bitch, Ima stretch you
You keep talking down on me
But I'm the one that you're afraid of
Written by: Cani Jean, Roxxy