[Chorus: Ruben Slikk]
Think I'm under survelance, 'cause I'm fuckin' wit' felons
Don't try no tattletellin', 'cause I will bust yo melon
Don't tell my bitches nothin', fussin' at me, naggin', yellin'
I'm duckin', dodgin' broads and fuckin' when we smokin', chillin'
She wanna fight her 'cause I hit, she know my stroke the illest
She wanna fight her 'cause I hit, she know my stroke the illest
She wanna fight her 'cause I hit, she know my stroke the illest
After hours, no sleep, sold my soul for skrilla
[Verse 1: Ruben Slikk]
Bomb jaw, beast mode
Freak ho's, kilos
Steelo impeccable
All stеak and lobster, no vegetablеs
Danny G's my patna dem
MOEGreezy my patna dem
Lungs freeze when we OD off whippets, fightin' for oxygen
Teeny boppers, got lots of them
Wit' dirty burners we poppin' in
In the backyard we shootin' cans
Fucked around and heard sirens
But they was only the ambulance
All my niggas, we keep the grams
Glory to God, glory to God
Praise the lord I ain't locked up
Even wit' them Benz foreigns, I'm sacked up and I'm racked up
Even wit' them Benz foreigns, still strapped up, still sacked up
Think I'm under survelance, 'cause I'm fuckin' wit' felons
Don't try no tattletellin', 'cause I will bust yo melon
Don't tell my bitches nothin', fussin' at me, naggin', yellin'
I'm duckin', dodgin' broads and fuckin' when we smokin', chillin'
She wanna fight her 'cause I hit, she know my stroke the illest
She wanna fight her 'cause I hit, she know my stroke the illest
She wanna fight her 'cause I hit, she know my stroke the illest
After hours, no sleep, sold my soul for skrilla
[Verse 1: Ruben Slikk]
Bomb jaw, beast mode
Freak ho's, kilos
Steelo impeccable
All stеak and lobster, no vegetablеs
Danny G's my patna dem
MOEGreezy my patna dem
Lungs freeze when we OD off whippets, fightin' for oxygen
Teeny boppers, got lots of them
Wit' dirty burners we poppin' in
In the backyard we shootin' cans
Fucked around and heard sirens
But they was only the ambulance
All my niggas, we keep the grams
Glory to God, glory to God
Praise the lord I ain't locked up
Even wit' them Benz foreigns, I'm sacked up and I'm racked up
Even wit' them Benz foreigns, still strapped up, still sacked up
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