[00:37.17]Outside in an all black ride
[00:39.46]Tint rolled up when I'm high
[00:41.30]Said they all wanna live but I just wanna die
[00:45.30]B***h if you're looking for me find me in the night
[00:47.45]I got a knife don't want to fight
[00:48.64]I want to take your ****ing life and end it right on sight
[00:49.84]When I strike, if you bark better bite
[00:54.20]Block hot, **** the cops
[00:55.20]Pop a 6 shot Glock then I trot to the rocks with me own blood clot
[00:58.56]Red dot, bodies drop when I c**k then I spot
[01:00.50]No tomb, no plot, throw them off of the yacht
[01:02.69]Undocked with the slot of the skull hanging in the ****ing river, ho
[01:06.97]$uicide, 666, *59 so cynical
[01:10.92]
[01:12.08]Got a pound in the blunt I'm loungin'
[01:14.41]Pour another round I'm drownin'
[01:16.26]Climb to the top I will jump off the mountain
[01:20.40]Swervin', Swervin' in a mother****ing all white Crown Vic
[01:23.08]Blue lights mounted, Siren howlin'
[01:25.27]Stole it from a cop because he popped another brown kid
[01:28.91]Got the town lit up by the flames that I made from my grey serenade
[01:32.71]Make way for the Plague
[01:33.35]On the 7th day grey bodies lay in their graves
[01:36.15]Still got the badge still got the gun
[01:38.24]Still got the patch still got the stun
[01:40.38]Still got the cash b***h I burn it for fun
[01:42.72]Put the Glock to my skull then I -
[01:44.16]
[01:51.95]Yuh, yuh, yuh
[01:53.45]South Side $uicide, kill yourself, ho
[01:55.59]Say you gettin' money but your numbers don't show
[01:57.73]You a liar, baseball bat fully wrapped in barbed wire
[02:00.12]For anyone that's tryna get by us
[02:02.81]I been thinkin' a lot
[02:04.30]I see these rappers tryna get at my spot
[02:06.54]Robb told me you gotta get it how you live
[02:08.63]Told that b***h "You better get up out my biz"
[02:10.28]Pickle-breath-ass ho with a face like his
[02:12.71]You don’t want no issue with
[02:14.01]Nose seen more blow than most nose seen a tissue
[02:15.75]I got anxiety so I can’t really do an interview
[02:17.55]Don't come close to me
[02:19.48]I'm not the one to really do it how it's 'sposed to be
[02:21.58]Independent, tell the label to get over me
[02:23.72]I'm over here with my peers gettin' rich point blank
[02:26.27]Before I bring her to the crew make sure that b***h don't stink
[02:28.31]Ain't no rules to the game, talk how you want
[02:30.35]Walk how you want, my job is the shit
[02:32.49]I used to clean up shit from the rim of the toilet
[02:34.53]Now I'm gettin' money, I don't gotta pack a pistola
[02:36.72]Okay, maybe, cause jealousy make a man go crazy
[02:41.50]Money make a mother****er hate me
[02:42.94]One thousand b*****s they all wanna date me

Outside in an all black ride
Tint rolled up when I'm high
Said they all wanna live but I just wanna die
B***h if you're looking for me find me in the night
I got a knife don't want to fight
I want to take your ****ing life and end it right on sight
When I strike, if you bark better bite
Block hot, **** the cops
Pop a 6 shot Glock then I trot to the rocks with me own blood clot
Red dot, bodies drop when I c**k then I spot
No tomb, no plot, throw them off of the yacht
Undocked with the slot of the skull hanging in the ****ing river, ho
$uicide, 666, *59 so cynical
Got a pound in the blunt I'm loungin'
Pour another round I'm drownin'
Climb to the top I will jump off the mountain
Swervin', Swervin' in a mother****ing all white Crown Vic
Blue lights mounted, Siren howlin'
Stole it from a cop because he popped another brown kid
Got the town lit up by the flames that I made from my grey serenade
Make way for the Plague
On the 7th day grey bodies lay in their graves
Still got the badge still got the gun
Still got the patch still got the stun
Still got the cash b***h I burn it for fun
Put the Glock to my skull then I -
Yuh, yuh, yuh
South Side $uicide, kill yourself, ho
Say you gettin' money but your numbers don't show
You a liar, baseball bat fully wrapped in barbed wire
For anyone that's tryna get by us
I been thinkin' a lot
I see these rappers tryna get at my spot
Robb told me you gotta get it how you live
Told that b***h "You better get up out my biz"
Pickle-breath-ass ho with a face like his
You don’t want no issue with
Nose seen more blow than most nose seen a tissue
I got anxiety so I can’t really do an interview
Don't come close to me
I'm not the one to really do it how it's 'sposed to be
Independent, tell the label to get over me
I'm over here with my peers gettin' rich point blank
Before I bring her to the crew make sure that b***h don't stink
Ain't no rules to the game, talk how you want
Walk how you want, my job is the shit
I used to clean up shit from the rim of the toilet
Now I'm gettin' money, I don't gotta pack a pistola
Okay, maybe, cause jealousy make a man go crazy
Money make a mother****er hate me
One thousand b*****s they all wanna date me