Lyrics

[Verse 1: $crim & Ruby da Cherry] Blood-blood dripping off my braids Persuade 'em with the blade Bitch, I call a spade a spade There ain't no need for throwing shade You know I keep that contraband $uicide in high demand Keep a hand full of them Xans, and a fully loaded mag' Afterlife pimping, got them rims on a casket Bitches on my mattress, fuck 'em all backwards Walking corpse, stalking courts Show 'em no remorse Corner store, sippin' fours (Tulip flowers, boy) Fresh up off a tour, bitch [Verse 2: Ruby da Cherry] Tulip-tulip flower petals shower me in slow motion While I'm blowing on some Sour D Fuck an idol, no one towers over me Hopefully, openly talking 'bout all of my emotions Ocean deep, sink into the bottom Opening up all my fucking problems Bitch, I promise I'll become forgotten, rotten Fucking spotted on the concrete Six times three If I was a key on the board, I'd probably be delete or escape Either way, you're pressing me, uh