(Lil Remains gon')

When I walk
You can hear the pill bottle rattle
Yung Christ, bitches fuck me in my tabernacle
Get so high
Got a retainer on my dope supplier
Straight outta hell
And I'm the maestro of this fucking choir
2017 might turn me to a mass shooter
Pull a drive-by while I'm hangin'
Out the fucking Uber kill a state trooper
Slice the neck of a prosecutor
Drug user getting looser
Y'all gon' bring back the Krueger
$crimmy, $crimmy gettin' eerie when
I'm off the sticky bloody Mary
Bloody Mary crawling down the chimney

Sincerely, fuck you all
$uicide, fuck 'em we ball
Sincerely, fuck you all
$uicide, fuck 'em we ball
Sincerely, fuck you all
$uicide, fuck 'em we ball
Sincerely, fuck you all
$uicide, fuck 'em we ball, ho

Yung Plague, Yung Plague
Yung Plague opening up heaven's gates
Let it rain brains chain made of fangs
Never speak my seventh name
Combust into flames
I been here since men lived in caves
I gave fire to the apes, called it a day
Ash my blunt on top an ancient ruin
Smoked the Sphinx out
Gather the masses to tell 'em
That God is dead i can prove it
Pointed at the pyramid and moved it
Who been making waves and used it to put
Out the flames that you've been lighting?
Try igniting, but you blew it
Plague been making waves
And Christ took out a nail and threw it
Climbed off the cross, pointed at
His head and said, "just fucking shoot it!"
The crowd's about to lose it
Let me make this one thing lucid
$UICIDE the fucking movement
$UICIDE is what I'm choosing

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Writer(s): Aristos Petrou, Scott Arceneaux