prolly cop a script of roxy i been kinda sloppy🗣️

Only say cheese when i ask how much they brought me 🔥

droppin adderall in alcohol then i pop a mother fuckin oxy🗣️🗣️

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owwww shit👹👹👹👹👹💀💀💀💀

[VERSE I: Northside Shorty]
it's that demented motherfucker
i'm kicking it with my brothers
repping the *59
you know GREY the fucking color
my gat screaming "kill 'em, wetto, hit 'em where they lay!"
smoking 'em like some indo
let the pistol up and spray
never could be fucked with
my dick they love to suck it
they calling me game 7 slick
i switch a bitch like subjects
pull up continental
make a hoe get sentimental
i got 18K in dental
balling with no fundamentals
michael jackson off a thriller dose
hold off on the killer dose
cooking up in a rental
"BAM!"
Emeril with the chemical
northside general
pull up in that benz
forgis turn it something cynical
anyway
think i'm bout to die by anyday
half high pass five
rolling up that mary jay
i might drop 30 like Curry with no NBA
hop out Eddie Murray with the stick and let it swing away
hot boy turn the block out
pimping out the crack house
macking up on these bitches
flew a hoe to fuck from krakow
my dick threw her back out
packed and flew her back out
been running and gunning and fucking
all while tripping in a black out
mane it's the killer
northside guerilla
mom and dad both friends and my ex a pill dealer
tell me who keep it realer?
there's no drug i ain't touched
Basquiat you face and i Banksy your face up
boy aim with your face up
they clowns with no make up
this me before warm ups
i ain't even laced up
fuck boy get your rank up
robbing and dealing and homicide
Spice 1 wetto from the ghetto
i was born to die
let 'em fry



[VERSE II: Southside Shorty]
ruby getting up in them gizzards
neck look like a blizzard
keeping an eye on these snakes in the grass so i move just like a lizard
backwood tastes vanilla
popping pain killers
grip the .45
i feel like the grey gorilla
chickenheads flocking
they think i'm a quesadilla
beating up the pussy i must be a lady killer
papa pine break your spine
rub her clit like it's a vibe
now she's asking what's my sign so i threw up the *59
i'm the lord of the 7th ward
pick the lock of heaven's door
feel no need to settle scores
leave pussies red and sore
never called her back she breaking down like metalcore
everybody steals my sauce like they fiending for peppercorn
check the score
GREY*59 5 and 0 in the 4th 
what a chore
rolled a blunt so big we'll have to light it with a torch
whip looks like it might've lost the second world war
ruby such an animal
7th ward dragon
when i breathe it's fucking flammable
keep my click tight and isolated like we cannibals
all these fucking chains
you would think i'm wearing mannacles
yea bitch tell what's happening
dick so big i'll turn her pussy to the grand canyon
all my haters pussy like i keep on smelling salmon
keep it old school
i might pull up with a cannon
yeah bitch tell me what it is
wake up with a smile picking out the right fit
oj in the morning like i stabbed a white bitch
every color in the fucking rainbow sucked my white dick

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[Verse 1: Ruby da Cherry]

wake up with an ache that fades
pop two pills with gatorade
round my neck hangs gator fangs
might reveal more at a later date, but i don't know
Yung $now kind of go with the flow
bring a hoe back stage
tell her "tell me everything you know about life"
then i bounce
Roxy's hitting hard
i'm feeling fucking sick
ima have to smoke a half an ounce just to balance it out
Ruby backing out
Ruby blacking out
falling fucking deeper 
I think Ruby cashing out
the grass is always greener when the gave is lacking crowds
look who's laughing now
an audience cracking up
you can let the curtains down now
i wallow in sorrow
ain't no tomorrow
missed a call from $lick and woke up in a gown, how?

[Verse 2: Lil' Remains]

i just bought 10 Roxys
call up Oddy then i crush it up
Chronic laced with something
I'm like fuck it let me hit the blunt
rolling down your block 
it ain't shit for the set to crush it up
told that bitch "get out my ear"
she need to chill and hit the blunt
xanax bars up in my drink
before i pour 'em, crush it up
we never fucked with you fuckboy
don't act like you can hit the blunt
take that motherfucking bat upside your skull and crush it up
so full of them drugs, i might throw up
i knew i shouldn't have hit the blunt

Eternal Grey

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[VERSE I: PAPA PINE]

bitch i feel like tungsten
lungs itch from crumbling piff
a dozen blunts lit stuck on my lips
i summon something bloodless from the fucking pits of hell
yeah, i got fungus growing in my stomach because i'm chugging wishes from the wishing well
watch me swell from ingesting infectious hopes and dreams
you will never perfect them
smoking weed while i'm texting affections to your hoe named alexis
adding her to my collection
told her pull up to the 7th
i got one zip of that dumb shit but no protection
now the blunt's lit
she's a punk bitch
to my recollection, pussy like a dungeon
got me mumbling
now i'm flexing at the function
G*59 we run shit

[VERSE II: GERM]

ran up on 'em with the terror squad
i swear to god
up north, i'm off the snow with a bad lil' hoe
my woes with me on that rambo flow
kick down the door
we don't knock
we send shots
touchdown
i got the pack
roll that sit back
no lack
trusty burner relax on my lap
i got yo bitch on my dick
audemaur wrist so slick
dripping all wet on my shit
i wish a nigga would come claim his bitch
i got flame for that shit
respect ain't shit
yall niggas ain't shit
this shit is sickening
never stopping, DN$ the limitless
running, ruling i need infinite
aw shit
roll my dope
bang hoes with my bros
roll that motherfucking ghetty green, a nigga tryna smoke.

[VERSE III: $LICK $LOTH]

seven grams in the raw cone
fuck boy, it's my dick you can jump off
oh lord, i just popped me a xan bar
hold court when i ride with the pistol grip
talk shit to a fat bitch, make her feel average
bet sensei one stack if he smashed
woke up in the AM i heard that he passed it
migo and meth and lil germ hit her backwards
northside shawty got the 40 and the gaudy
purgatory is where i reside
east side of highway fifty nine
west side that m i crooked letter crooked letter i p p i
we don't see time
we don't decline, but we stay high
shadows under them street lights
keep hoes out of my sight
germ said he got that potent
ruby told meth to roll it
know we keep the best of green, so you know i'm smoking

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[VERSE I: SOULJA RAG MURDER]

all i see is scrubs
face mean mugged
on a couple drugs
smoke with migo plug
FTP my blood
grey the fucking gang
boy stay in your lane
never high
just maintain
hate this fame
hate this game
take these shoes
last a day
oil flowing through my veins
lil remains that make that stain
y'all look good in cellophane mane
insane
real blade
swing it through your fucking brain
i said fuck 'em
we got a problem?
what you gonna do with it?
i think nada
just a persona
and i'm nirvana
popping xans to make you mad i know you want some
rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling
got an ounce of the coke white snow floating
river road shawty
yung christ the one chosen
slick tote the AK47 stolen
woadie joscin' 

[VERSE II: SNOWMANE]

all of yall are oversaturating 'preme and bape
bitch its FTP all fucking day
all yall look the fucking same
fuck the fame
fuck a lane
bitch i'm bout to swerve into the toll booth and scrape the change
bring out your dead and blaming it on yung plague
bitch i pull up with the K
K9 by my right leg until i say OK
K9 on his hind legs ripping off your face
all i gotta say is G*59 until the grave
1 color
2 numbers
3 fingers in the sky amongst the thunder
i'm like fuck the others
ima bring the ruckus
i might fuck your bitch
she swears she suffers under the covers
ima hell hound
hell bound
shawty wanna die
ima sell pounds
shawty said she might let them bells pound
shawty wanna cry
i'm like fuck
every night keep turning black
i close my eyes

KILL YOURSELF Part XII: The Dark Glacier Saga

2ND HAND

Grey Gods (Feat $uicideboy$) [Prod.By Tacet]

[Verse: LIL CUT THROAT]

Ate a couple jiggas with that Glock on my side
Riding, hanging out the window, screaming "Who wanna die?"
Savage lil addict with 100 bad habits
Say "I need prayer," all I need is my ratchet
Pull up, swang with the blade
Then I pray over dead prey
Banging grey till my grave
Milli rock, sa passe
What that mean? I don't know, took about four Xans today
Sipping lean, dying slow, drugs make me feel okay
Jackal from the flames, make a stang of a bitch like you
Fuck the 12, fuck the cops, we ain't forgot about you
Kill mo', kill mo'
Gleesh walk on a sack
Burn a half a mil in cash
Fuck that paper, turn it ash
Walk away and start to laugh
"Ha-ha-ha-ha ha-ha"
No more, I got cash, cash, cash, and cars and broads
Hit that seven figure mark without an A&R
$carecrow walking in the fog
Life got worse than it was before, ho

[VERSE II: LIL INFECTED]

Prolly cop a script of roxys
Oddy kinda sloppy
Got me dodging all these bodies
Body bag em in the lobby
Dropping adderall in alcohol and then i pop a fucking oxy
I'm a zombie
I'm a motherfucking dead man walking
Speak on oddy name
It's just another dead man talking
Got these dead man stalking
Copy silhouette chalky
Typing out your problems
Just another red handed hawking
Cherry flavored dick
Ruby got these chicken heads squawking
Do it how i does it yeah fuck the way they say they taught me
Please just fucking off me
Plague is pleading for diseases so yall get the fuck up off me
Only saying cheese when i ask how much they brought me
Fuck a frame freeze
Command delete on these fucking paparazzi offspring

NOW I'M UP TO MY NECK WITH OFFERS

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