ROT Cippy
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(Hook)
HEY HEY HEY
You gon' rot
Before they start the case
You gon' rot
No green dollar no green flower
You gon' rot
Just to fuck off in a car
In a lot
Pounds of crystal, soulless individual
Grab the mop
Cause you gon', yea you gonna
Rot (x11)
(Verse 1)
Fill your cup
Purple smoke comin' up
Don’t look at me, I ain’t tellin' none
Always wanna do you
Advice spliced the thoughts in your mind
Devil says: “Now you're mine”
You’re giddy sayin' “Hiya!”
I can take you to the backyard
Dig you up a grave with some pretty flowers
Rose beds with a few buds lyin' on the ground dead like the tombstone with your name stained
Go head and lay here
Go head, no go head, no go head
HEY HEY HEY
You gon' rot
Before they start the case
You gon' rot
No green dollar no green flower
You gon' rot
Just to fuck off in a car
In a lot
Pounds of crystal, soulless individual
Grab the mop
Cause you gon', yea you gonna
Rot (x11)
(Verse 1)
Fill your cup
Purple smoke comin' up
Don’t look at me, I ain’t tellin' none
Always wanna do you
Advice spliced the thoughts in your mind
Devil says: “Now you're mine”
You’re giddy sayin' “Hiya!”
I can take you to the backyard
Dig you up a grave with some pretty flowers
Rose beds with a few buds lyin' on the ground dead like the tombstone with your name stained
Go head and lay here
Go head, no go head, no go head
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