Lyrics

[Intro: Yung $carecrow] It's that, it's that, it's that It's that [Verse 1: Yung $carecrow & Lil Uzi The Anti-Christ] It's that $carecrow $hawty creepin' underneath your bed Narcotics in my body, all I see is blood red That schizo serial killer, that handgun under your pillow Miserable drug dealer, or that codeine laced 'rilla Triple six degrees, hangin' from a tree Smoking gasoline, it's that suicidal king I done fucked that bitch you with I done sliced both of my wrists Emptyin' out the clip and it's that (Ridin' with the—, ridin' with the—, ridin' with the—) (Ridin' with the—) It's that, it's that, it's that It's that [Verse 2: Lil Uzi The Anti-Christ] Ridin' with the crosses flipped (Ayy, ayy) Demons smoke my weed and start to cough and shit (Ayy) Diamonds on my claws, no, I ain't pausin' shit (Ayy) Black shade, need a black flame Back from the black plague Ashtray made out of black suede (Ayy) Get the fuck back, back away (Ayy, ayy) Slash and dash, then it's back to the cave (Ayy, ayy) Ashin' cash then I pack up the grave (Ayy, ayy) Black lipstick left a smack on the face (Ayy, ayy) Rags to riches, give a fuck about the fame (Ayy) [Outro: Lil Uzi The Anti-Christ] Black teens hit the dirt White teens hit the grave Black teens hit the dirt White teens hit the grave Black teens hit the dirt White teens hit the grave Black teens hit the dirt White teens hit the grave