"Terrifying and terrible, ha ha ha ha!"

I got this nine on my side
Every time the wheels slide
Crucified with the mind of a parking lot God
Cruisin' by with the shine on my
Teeth and on my wrist
I try to run, try to hide
But I can't escape the grip
Grabbin' the ratchet then go Casper
Disappear into the night
I got wings but I can't fly
Just broken bones that's from my spine
Broken phones, ghosts on my line
Home alone, ghosts in my mind
Blow my dome, it's $uicide
Down below where I reside

Send 'em in the fucking flames
Got a tank full of propane
No name on my grave
Gold chain collectin' dust
I ain't tryna shine
I'm tryna light this fuckin' blunt
Ho's saying, "Let me puff" bitch
Get the fuck up off of my dick
Go holler at $lick, he'll tell you the same
I ain't got time for a bitch
I be that dead pimp broke, hit a lick, ho
Sinkin' like a lead blimp
Goat bled, sins shed chokin', I'ma overdose
I'm hoping I don't get sick

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Writer(s): Aristos Petrou, Scott Arcenaux