Lyrics

[Verse 1: Yung Mutt] My ambitions as a rider is to drive right off a fuckin' cliff Road stay froze in cold weather The $now Leopard don't even grip Floatin' in the ocean Rollercoastin', watch the fuckin' dip Pistol whip your fuckin' lips Split you with the fuckin' clip $ui, $ui, $ui, $uicideboy, bitch $lick the one who whips the brick Who am— who am I, boy? Slit your wrist, I'll add you to the list (Ruby does not exist) [Verse 2: $lick $loth] Raised by the schizos Right next to your bed when I tiptoe Ten-four, I'm the psycho, Michael Lights low 'til them guns make a light show Oz. of the OG Fade a- Fade away with the night breeze Black-black Glocks in the trunk Face a whole blunt, now I don't give a fuck I'm in the 7th rollin', car might be stolen Bitch, my carry's open, loc'ing, jocsin' My blunt be swollen, always smoking I be that slave with the gold chain Ridin' in the getaway Throw another bitch away Fuck it, I'ma die today