Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, i'm the

I'm the type of person to burn
Alive while on a sinking ship
Flickin' ash out of my 'lash, I
Know what y'all been thinking, bitch
$uicide, fuck 'em all
I'm drenched in gasoline and lit
Then $lick'll grab a broom
And tell y'all fuckboys go and sweep the shit
I don't give a fuck about the internet
(The internet?)
Motherfuck the illusion, y'all confused
Don't get my image yet
Six, six, six for life
Grey my fucking army stripes
Y'all keep flossin', y'all keep ballin'
All y'all caught up in a net

Call your patrolman
I've been programmed to fear no man
You see these tats all on my
Face? I don't have no care
I walk around in any city like my home there
You want war, motherfucker
But yet to declare
Hop on a chariot, ridin' through heaven
I'm aimin' a 45 at yo God
$carecrow the scariest
Cut Throat the deadliest
Frozen $hogun at my side
Every night rise and die
Grey59 the parasites who am I? Antichrist
The one who makes Hades' flames ignite

Catchin' top in the whip, riding, cruising
Wyling
Just take a look at me, I'm booted and ashy
Talking down 'bout a stupid bitch
Lookin' for a stupid lick
You really new to this been on my bullshit
Gucci linen draped on my women
Sinnin' with women, out here pushin' limit's
Worry 'bout me you stupid
Nigga, stack digit's, ayy
Up my heat in public
Air 'em out if they get ignorant
Left 'em heaven sent
His partner called on Christ
But he irrelevant
Lurk in the pit, die 'bout my shit
Just look at the wrist, ain't no slit's
But it drip ronda Rousey in the Audi with me
Knock a nigga out for me, love that bitch

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Writer(s): Aristos Petrou, Jerry Antoine, Scott Arceneaux