#BIGMAGSCYTHE

ALL PLATFORMS

REQUIEM OF MADNESS (PROD. MATHIASTYNER)

Lyrics 

swingin at these thoughts inside my fuckin head,
i just wanna put it out, eat it with some fuckin led
nah i dont give a fuck until you plead for death
im just tryna make a couple bands so i fall in debt

on tens, call me ben how i "ripjaw"s
goin crazy in the pit bitch, im pissed off
all i see is fuckin red when i take off
im off these drugs but i really hate this withdraw

fucked up, bitch i hate my face, bitch i hate this place
fucked up, think this shit is laced, really need some space
i just keep on running in loops and this shit got me insane
i just need some grounding, displace me , really cannot explain

blood shot, red eyes, im the reaper
smoke pack, get mad off the reefer
too hot, head shot, cure the fever
cant pick , cant win, wont do either

[bridge]

mind fucked, brain ache, got a migraine
drop that tab, pussy bitch you cannot fight me
my mind dried out, need some visine
eat my hands if you really do not like me 

[hook repeat]

SPOTIFY

ASYLUM ! (PROD. EMOWHIP)

LYRICS:

i got my dick up in yo jaw oh my bad 
they say ruzzy only makin hits , yeah ruzzy in the bag 
but i got no CTRL my GUARDIANs sad 
all my opps steady hating me, while they sittin down bad 

you can do it like me or like that
i don’t care if you try bite me but ima spite back
there’s no such thing as the “right thing” so ima fight back 
everything is so enlightening when i am not mad 

ima send you to the stars you can sightsee 
quit acting like you like me
you don’t want the smoke you don’t wanna get struck by lightning 
when i walk in it’s frightening, it’s lookin like the shining 
pussyboi please quit all the cappin and all the whining 

hook repeat

DOWN BAD ! (PROD. GUARDIAN x YO.CTRL)

Available on All Platforms !

LYRICS :

all gas no breaks , keep a pistol 
when i talk my shit keep it simple 
that’s a red dot beam not a pimple 
and ima whipe yo face clean n make it painful 

got pent up rage , bring the frenzy
you better pick up all yo weight this shit get heavy
i’m sick n tired all the waiting got me empty 
my brain is fried like a mother fuckin 10pc

bullets fuckin hollow bitch i’m aiming at yo dome 
and if you wanna fuckin try me you can taste this fuckin chrome 
everybody act the same i cannot fuck with all these clones 
hinokami how i spit this fuckin heat breath n control 

i keep black blade tucked on me call me tanjiro
all these bitches keep chasin me but i keep my shit on go 
yo shit is wack straight trash you can keep that shit at home 
i keep on raising the bar these mother fuckers got no hope 

i push the gas no breaks , full throttle make it quake 
bitch i’m anarchofuckhead pussyboi you cannot mistake 
all cap whatchu say better talk lowercase 
cuz bitch i’m raising hell, ill set the world into a blaze

all gas no breaks , keep a pistol 
when i talk my shit keep it simple 
that’s a red dot beam not a pimple 
and ima whipe yo face clean n make it painful 

got pent up rage , bring the frenzy
you better pick up all yo weight this shit get heavy
i’m sick n tired all the waiting got me empty 
my brain is fried like a mother fuckin 10pc

ALL GAS NO BREAKS ! (PROD. GUARDIAN)

LYRICS:

And bitch i’m better than ever , i couldn’t give a fuck
run through the storm and the weather i keep it running up 
you can keep on going on and on about my accolades 
and ima keep it running , no stopping , it’s time to aggravate 

*screams*
fuck a pole im up on yo block and i got a chainsaw 
and ima keep on talkin my shit until yo brain pop 
you better be begging me just to make the fuckin rain stop 

punch him in the gut , i leave em curled like armadillo 
bitch i wanna suffocate you , i don’t need a pillow 
smoke em like a pack , im boutta smoke em like a rilo 
you can call me will smith how i smack a bitch, whip it like willow 

frustrated , i feel so berated , 
bitch i hate shit , everybody ain’t shit 
please don’t say shit, let me feel the rage bitch
bitch i know you talkin about me with all the fake shit 

watch his body drop cuz this pussyboi cannot take hits 
anarchofuckhead , i’m feelin rampant give you face lifts 
bullshit with the confidence , pussboi you incompetent 
you can watch me steady rockin shit , lil bitch i’m on top of it 
 
And bitch i’m better than ever , i couldn’t give a fuck
run through the storm and the weather i keep it running up 
you can keep on going on and on about my accolades 
and ima keep it running , no stopping , it’s time to aggravate 

*screams*
fuck a pole im up on yo block and i got a chainsaw 
and ima keep on talkin my shit until yo brain pop 
you better be begging me just to make the fuckin rain stop 

punch him in the gut , i leave em curled like armadillo 
bitch i wanna suffocate you , i don’t need a pillow 
smoke em like a pack , im boutta smoke em like a rilo 
you can call me will smith how i smack a bitch, whip it like willow 

frustrated , i feel so berated , 
bitch i hate shit , everybody ain’t shit 
please don’t say shit, let me feel the rage bitch
bitch i know you talkin about me with all the fake shit

AGGRAVATED ! (PROD. BUCKX2)

LYRICS:

there ain no shepherds i feel like a leper 
watch where you step cuz i got a lil temper 
bitch i feel like a charmander hit em with ember 
bitch i do what i want bitch i’m doing whatever  

yea yo bitch talk too much tell that hoe to pipe down 
step in touch me trap lookin like it’s smack down 
cuz i live rent free in yo head when i show out 
bitch i’m da boss i’m a king this shit no doubt 

anarhcofuckhead i keep a dirty blade tucked 
overlookin yo life and you might just get plucked 
bitch i feel im beerus when i self destruct 
sick and tired of everything when i give no fucks 

beat the beat up till it make no sense 
i just want this bag i don’t want no friends
i don’t pop perc 10s i don’t pop no fent 
ima light a bitch up if he actin dense 

people think they know me but they don’t know shit 
got bpd my mind on split 
don’t show me love , hop in my pit
i talk my shit, i pop like zit 

i be out breakin her back i break that shit like a pencil 
ima go paint on her face need no stencil 
beat up the pussy i might just beat up the kitty cat
all these rappers are pretty wack
might just carry you piggy back 
want my homage so gimme dat
givin Ls never taking back 
bitch i’m cookin like breaking bad
bitch i really be in the bag 
motherfuckers they down bad
smoke you like loud pack 
couldn’t give a fuck about yo life grab a toe tag

when i talk big bucks i’m not talking heyday
walk in this bitch man im walkin like mayday 
double dutch i fuck his bitch when it’s payday
this a lul freestyle i feel like i’m hades

don’t try to play me i’ll make you look goofy
you hang around me just to get with the groupies 
watch wat you say if that shit out of pocket i’m grabbin my still lil bitch then i’m cockin it

[Hook repeats]

WHATEVER ! (PROD. KASUMI)

LYRICS: 

banzai ! motherfuckers they talkin but will not
comply 
mother fuckers they steppin on to the wrong side
ima keep it a hunnid with you i won’t lie 
lul bitch i hope that you stepping out with your goodbyes 
i’m about to swallow my pride with no chase
mother fuckers always talk about shit that they can’t face 
ima keep a lul blade on me time to carve yo faith
and i don’t need the sympathy just to give you grace

i’m boutta fuck up the place, man i don't give a shit how i’m raising my hell again
anarchofuckhead i’m talking my shit and i’m right in this bitch with no elegance 
i’m boutta step in the scene like a god and i don’t give a fuck bout my arrogance
"i know you remember me", think i forgot who you is cuz i’m walkin with excellence

walk in this bitch man im walkin with resonance 
you suckin my dick for a piece of the relevance
don’t try to talk to me with no intelligence 
you fake till you make it you really be sellin it 

bitch im really bad to the bone, smoke by da pack , need da gas and cologne 
and i don’t give a fuck i’m alone , can’t stress a bitch she gon turn you to stone 
and i be really mad on my own, when he talk bout the shit that i do not condone
man that pussy really act like he grown, he be talkin his shit but can never act on his own
put a scar on his face i put the al in capone
i be takin my shot i put the chrome to his dome

i’m boutta fuck up the place, man i don't give a shit how i’m raising my hell again
anarchofuckhead i’m talking my shit and i’m right in this bitch with no elegance 
i’m boutta step in the scene like a god and i don’t give a fuck bout my arrogance
"i know you remember me", think i forgot who you is cuz i’m walkin with excellence

banzai ! motherfuckers they talkin but will not
comply 
mother fuckers they steppin on to the wrong side
ima keep it a hunnid with you i won’t lie 
lul bitch i hope that you stepping out with your goodbyes 
i’m about to swallow my pride with no chase
mother fuckers always talk about shit that they can’t face 
ima keep a lul blade on me time to carve yo faith
and i don’t need the sympathy just to give you grace

BANZAI ! (PROD. PANDEMXNIUM)

SLAY ! FT. ISSBROKIE (PROD. SURGEISE)

LYRICS: 

everybody act the same, everybody fuckin lame ,“ruzzy you switched for the fame”
boi better run me my fade, cuz i’m getting my shit and you mad that i stay in my lane 

anarchofuckhead i came in this bitch just to be a lil arson , lil bitch i admit it 
i ain competing with nun of you pussies cuz you wasting my time bitch you waisting my minutes 

back side ima hit, front side hit ya lip
mob ties in this bitch
i’m walkin round in the function, 
bitch i’m lookin like a lick 

cant die till i’m rich, cant lie you a bitch 
dark side im the lich
i’m out here feelin dysfunctional 
when i grip the fuckin stick 

i’m boutta pull out the mop , 
tell me why that lil pussboi act like an OPP
better watch where you steppin yo body might drop , 
if he talkin that shit send his ass to allah 

lil bitch i’m the bomb and i came to abominate 
tumble like dominos im boutta dominate 
dat boi insecurr yea dat boi overcompensate
man this shit way too ez i don’t need to concentrate 

man i get the best high , 
when i smoke on these rappers to get by
caught a stain like i’m eatin at five guys, 
keep a blade on me yellin out banzai , 
bitch i’m outside
not no metal tray, 
got yo head on a platter, im servin hate
when i say i’ll be back ima terminate
when i catch a lil vermin , exterminate, 
that’s a certain fate

back side ima hit, front side hit ya lip
mob ties in this bitch
i’m walkin round in the function, 
bitch i’m lookin like a lick 

cant die till i’m rich, cant lie you a bitch 
dark side im the lich
i’m out here feelin dysfunctional 
when i grip the fuckin stick 

everybody act the same, everybody fuckin lame ,“ruzzy you switched for the fame”
boi better run me my fade, cuz i’m getting my shit and you mad that i stay in my lane 

anarchofuckhead i came in this bitch just to be a lil arson , lil bitch i admit it 
i ain competing with nun of you pussies cuz you wasting my time bitch you waisting my minutes 

back side ima hit, front side hit ya lip
mob ties in this bitch
i’m walkin round in the function, 
bitch i’m lookin like a lick 

cant die till i’m rich, cant lie you a bitch 
dark side im the lich
i’m out here feelin dysfunctional 
when i grip the fuckin stick

LICH !

LICH ! (PROD. JAMES GOLD)

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LYRICS: 

what a bummer
wipe that grin up off yo fuckin face
motherfucker check my sleeve i got the fuckin ace
undercover how i’m paving my own fuckin way
what a bummer, i do this shit better anyways

me and karma mobbin, got the mother fuckin pump 
turn em inside out, i pump em full of led i fill em up 
i get the guap, i get the bank, why you fuckers talkin like you rubbin off the paint ? 
bitch i bring the fuckin, 

Pain x8
Pain x8

I’m boutta fuck up the place , man you outta place, don’t give a fuck what you say
anarchofuckhead i really do not like to play, bitch ima take off yo face
everybody always doin this shit like they basic, too blunt better face it 
i do not care about nun a these pussies they chasin, bitch i’m up and they hate it

BRING THE PAIN ! (PROD. BUCKX2 X CACITY) [MUSIC VIDEO IN DESC]

OUT ON ALL PLATFORMS ! <3

LYRICS: https://genius.com/Ruzlxn-brain-peel-lyrics

BRAIN PEEL ! (PROD. MAJZKLUANI)

Dropping my submission for the #TOXICbyXXX challenge as a Soundcloud Exclusive for you goobers <3

LYRICS: https://genius.com/Ruzlxn-toxic-lyrics

TOXIC !

#TOXICbyXXX

TOXIC ! (PROD. XXXTENTACION)

GET UP !

GET UP ! (PROD. VEINN)

LYRICS

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
Okay, I can't deal with nobody who bitch made
Hit 'em with a left-right hook to the ribcage
Ruzzy in the pit, I'm in this bitch, I'm in yo' bitch face
Cut 'em down to size with my blade i be givin big breaks

I know you ain't getting paid shit
Quit talkin' like you made it
Man I really hate this
How everybody fakin
No, I don't want relations
I'ma give 'em lacerations
Oh no, please don't test my patience
Please don't test my patience

Turn you to a pack, choppa make that boy a dancer
When-when I light 'em up I be filled up with all this cancer
Nah, I don't give a fuck 'bout yo' question, bitch I'm the answer
I'ma turn you straight to bits, I bring the blitz, I pyromancer
Cut 'em up, push me to the edge
Bitch, I live my life on the fence 
Motherfuckers ain't shit to me, they dead to me, make no amends
Focus on my self instead
Put the needle, in the thread
Ima make you rest in peace but only after you have bled
Yeah (Fire in the hole!)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
Okay, I can't deal with nobody who bitch made
Hit 'em with a left-right hook to the ribcage
Ruzzy in the pit, I'm in this bitch, I'm in yo' bitch face
Cut 'em down to size with my blade i be givin big breaks

I know you ain't getting paid shit
Quit talkin' like you made it
Man I really hate this
How everybody fakin
No, I don't want relations
I'ma give 'em lacerations
Oh no, please don't test my patience
Please don't test my patience

LACERATIONS !

LACERATIONS ! (PROD. SQUALL)

Out on all platforms

Lyrics:

Bitch, I get what I want, I'ma do what I do, I'ma do what I need
And I don't really care what you want
Bitch, I walk with a limp, got a chop to the knee
And I'ma get my cash in advance

I'm the man with the bands, I don't fuck with the feds
Bitch, I feel like I'm a bandit, abandon
Everything and know, that I'm a damaged image
Wont cut my wrist, I don't like that flow

Distortin my images, she gon' write my wrong
And I don't need the internet, just to write my own
Yea the splurgin immenent when i make my songs
Bitch, I do what I want, bitch, I do what I need

I don't care what these motherfuckers see
I'ma just do if it's me, I'm believeing in me
I'm the reaper to my own beliefs
Pop another cap of shrooms, and map the room

Money on my mind is like a mental tomb
But I'ma get on by just like I always do
And I never get the time to rest and always choose
Really cannot make my mind, I don't know what I need

Nah I really can't decide where I should plant the seeds
But definitely not up in her ovaries
When I put em' in her mind, she can't get over me
When i spit fire, better evacuate

Cause I'ma get a bag, then I'm going up back to base
All these motherfuckers always seem like they acting fake
When I be getting mad, motherfuckers don't want the fade
Keep up with the act, you gettin packed, I'm aggravated

Leave em' with no chance, yo last dance is calculated
I'm activated, if you actin' agitated
I'ma have to leave his body out, decapitated
Fuck what they say, I'ma do it all

Man they can never really say that they've been through it all
But everybody always trippin', man, I'm through with y'all
I'm about to paint a fuckin' picture, about to paint the walls, its red
In my defense, i hopped the fence

And acted dense, then made amends to my expense
Then I break suspense and grab the pen
I'm goin 10s, I never really wanted to depend

On any of yall
Bitch!

Bitch, I get what I want, I'ma do what I do, I'ma do what I need
And I don't really care what you want
Bitch, I walk with a limp, got a chop to the knee
And I'ma get my cash in advance

I'm the man with the bands, I don't fuck with the feds
Bitch, I feel like I'm a bandit, abandon
Everything and know, that I'm a damaged image
Wont cut my wrist, I don't like that flow

Distortin my images, she gon' write my wrong
And I don't need the internet, just to write my own
Yea the splurgin immenent when i make my songs
Bitch, I do what I want, bitch, I do what I need

I don't care what these motherfuckers see
I'ma just do if it's me, I'm believeing in me
I'm the reaper to my own beliefs
Pop another cap of shrooms, and map the room

Money on my mind is like a mental tomb
But I'ma get on by just like I always do
And I never get the time to rest and always choose
Really cannot make my mind, I don't know what I need

Nah I really can't decide where I should plant the seeds
But definitely not up in her ovaries
When I put 'em in her mind, she can't get over me

REAPER TO MY OWN BELIEFS

REAPER TO MY OWN BELIEFS (PROD. PLURE)

LYRICS:

Hey! hey! hey! hey!
If I keep runnin from my problems will i feel safe ?
Hey! hey! hey! hey!
They want yo money, they just want it for their keepsake 
Hey! hey! hey! hey!
I’ll burn a politician down for my peace sake

Fuck if im gon let em in, you sent yo letter men
Takin all our settlements, without a sentiment
And now im creepin in your residence , burnin your presidents 
I need freedom for the innocence, remain in vigilance 

Hey! hey! hey! hey!
If I keep runnin from my problems will i feel safe ?
Hey! hey! hey! hey!
They want yo money, they just want it for their keepsake 
Hey! hey! hey! hey!
I’ll burn a politician down for my peace sake

(fuck)

Just another day marked with a stain
Stop what ya sayin , I wanna rock till it pains (Okay!)
Man everything is awfully vain , see you fight just to gain 
I wanna fight just to end your reign

I burn a politician down for my peeps sake 
I’ll burn a politician down for my peace sake   

Cognitive dissonance, move with due diligence 
Every single thing you say will be irrelevant 
Its used as evidence, make this shit evident 
Ima step inside the room and kill the elephant 

Put you on a trial just for every scar
that ended up and laid upon your every pawn 
we don’t care if this shit take us dusk or dawn
i prevail till end when you’re dead and gone

(fuck)

Just another day marked with a stain
Stop what ya sayin , I wanna rock till it pains (Okay!)
Man everything is awfully vain , see you fight just to gain 
I wanna fight just to end your reign

Hey! hey! hey! hey!
If I keep runnin from my problems will i feel safe ?
Hey! hey! hey! hey!
They want yo money, they just want it for their keepsake 
Hey! hey! hey! hey!
I’ll burn a politician down for my peace sake
Hey! hey! hey! hey!
I’ll burn a politician down for my peace sake

Fuck if im gon let em in, you sent yo letter men
Takin all our settlements, without a sentiment
And now im creepin in your residence , burnin your presidents 
I need freedom for the innocence, remain in vigilance 

Hey! hey! hey! hey!
If I keep runnin from my problems will i feel safe ?
Hey! hey! hey! hey!
I’ll burn a politician down for my peace sake

Fuck if im gon let em in, you sent yo letter men
Takin all our settlements, without a sentiment
And now im creepin in your residence , burnin your presidents 
I need freedom for the innocence, remain in vigilance

BURN YOUR LOCAL POLITICIAN !

BURN YOUR LOCAL POLITICIAN ! (PROD. FRETTYPOOL)

Watch the music video:
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LYRICS: 
Until my fucking bones break
There's nothing that I won't take from you, my dear
Is this another test of faith?
The look upon your face is blank just how i feared, so frankly everything was fake?

I hate that look upon your face
I wanna take your life away
I wanna make your bones break
I wanna make your bones break

(I wanna make your bones break, I wanna make your bones break)

"Fuck, come on, pick up, pick up, pick up, pick up"
"Hello?"
"You must break the pattern today or the loop will repeat tomorrow"

There's nothing that I won't take from you, my dear
Is this another test of faith? It's all unclear
The look upon your face is blank just how I feared, so frankly everything was fake?
I hate that look upon your face

I wanna take your life away
I wanna make your bones break

There's nothing that I won't take from you, my dear
Is this another test of faith?
The look upon your face is blank just how I feared
So frankly everything was fake?

I hate that look upon your face
I wanna take your life away
I wanna make your bones break
I wanna make your bones break

BONES

BONES (Prod. Michael Harrison) [Music Vid in desc]

THE INTERLUDE

LYRICS:
Just say what you wanna say, I hate when you run away
Just say what you wanna say, I hate when you run away

Tryna keep up with these promises and now my fuckin head hurts
Runnin round I’m rampant chasing dreams, I can’t forget her
Know you thinkin bout the times and how they fly when we get caught up in the mix
Take a drink and reminisce, for all the lies forgot in bliss

I’m takin a picture so you fuckers know I am the victor
When I be runnin it up and forget her
Livin fast I might die by the trigger
Mixin blood with my water it’s thicker
I like the taste of defeat when it’s bitter
I am a bug, yes I am a critter
But when I die I hope I turn into glitter

Just say what you wanna say, I hate when you run away
Just say what you wanna say, I hate when you run away

JUST SAY IT

JUST SAY IT (PROD. LEANDERVERGARA)

GRITTED TEETH* INTRODUCTION 

LYRICS:

All I see is people holdin on by a thread
You can barely see what's goin on inside my head
Tell me what the fuck is goin on or leave me dead
Glass faces cryin out because they feel regret

(fuck)
So where did we all go wrong?
We lettin all the corrupt-
Come in and freely disrupt
Feel like I'm boutta erupt,
But who the fuck is to blame?
The public simply disdain,
A bitter taste to my name,
My teeth are gritted today

Approach,
But you a roach, got stupid fuckin goals-
You cope, and sit in hope, that no one else thinks you're a joke, bitch go and choke
Everything that you fuckin hold, a fuckin hoax
And to be frank I think I-

I cannot fix you up, I'll fuck the system up
You keep on runnin and runnin, but you ain doin much
Fuck. This shit all a front, turnin us into mush
So now I'm clutchin you duckin, put em under the mud

Rust turning into dust, I keep on freezing up
Dawn turning into dusk, I haven't seen enough
Know this life ain a fuckin game, but ima keep on playin
Get that dirt off my fucking name, before you see my face

GRITTED TEETH

GRITTED TEETH (PROD. CALDER)

Official Remix by @unordinarybeats
Out now on all platforms <3

LACERATIONS ! (Remix)

LACERATIONS ! (UB REMIX)

Out on all platforms #fentleanfreestyle
Music Video Here : https://youtu.be/1q-ni9ps_ys

DIE WIMME (PROD. SKINNYDRAG x AKVRI) [MUSIC VIDEO IN DESC]

Out on all platforms
Music Video : https://youtu.be/9vInL-oMlsw?si=HG5cbcSYb5_Stn0J

MESSIAH (PROD. FRETTYPOOL X UMRA) [MUSIC VID IN DESC]

tweak (og) (prod. slvstr)

ALL PLAT

tweak (manic) (prod. slvstr)

all platforms

cockatoo (prod. egoblade)

all plat

vanGogh (prod. icymxncler)

out on all platforms

lyrics 

runnin thru my fuckin head , feel like a kid again
way i’m makin all these plays , how im seein 10s
cash on my mind spinnin off the K again
i can’t tell the time when im off the deep end
big mag scythe , eye for an eye
you ain on shit , “thomar kichu nai” (you don’t got nun)
when i crash out feel like someone needa die
ain no time to relax keep an open eye 

pourin red in my cup , i see red all the time 
put that molly on her tongue , she a demon tonight 
i’m like a ye ye ye , bitch i’m geeked out my mind 
tell her put her hands on me , she ain wasting no time 
got a couple bands on me tucked , keep a 9 on me tucked 
fake friends all around me , think i seen enough 
fingers turnin blue now , still ain gotta clue how
none of you impress me , need someone to test me

runnin thru my fuckin head , feel like a kid again
way i’m makin all these plays , how im seein 10s
cash on my mind spinnin off the K again
i can’t tell the time when im off the deep end
big mag scythe , eye for an eye
you ain on shit , “thomar kichu nai” (you don’t got nun)
when i crash out feel like someone needa die
ain no time to relax keep an open eye

eye4eye (prod. akvri)

out now on all platforms

lyrics:

jump out im gon drop these shells, racks came in, nah i cant tell x1000

i got 12 tryin watch on me ,
i keep 12 up in my mag
all these birds gon flock to me, 
fly as hell cant go out sad
get my fill,  ima stack my chip
treat that bitch like a QuikTrip
way too ill im way too sick
i punch in like im at the gym
punch in seeing pinks n blues 
conceal my carry, peek a boo
burrberry shades done chage my view
step in yo city, they dont know you
yo rent, house, all on my shoes
you a rat, mouse, watchin my moves

"magscythe fucked my bitch again :("



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