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[Verse 1: NORTHSIDE SHAWTY]
It's that gutter motherfucker from the Northside (NORTHSIDE)
Gold up on my teeth, I got that frostbite (FROSTBITE)
Still up in my hood but my bands right (BANDS RIGHT)
Smokin' rock tar out the glass pipe (GLASS PIPE)
Swervin' while I'm passin' up the red lights
Couple Xanax in me, need my mind right, mind right
Everybody say "goodnight to the bad guy"
I'm from a place in the dark where the dead die, dead die
Fuck your motherfuckin' camera if you– (FUCK YOUR MOTHERFUCKIN' CAMERA)
When it comes to heaven's gates you can cash me ousside!
Slick Rick how I pimp on a bitch, how bow dah?
Slit wrist, drip, drip 'til I end
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[Verse 2: PAPA PINE]
(Ruby Da Cherry)
Frozen posted with the script bottle open
Drippin' like a faucet broken
You think that you the fuckin' wave?
I got the ocean flowin'
You think that you won't catch the fade?
Yung $now be fucking locin'
Turn your head to marmalade then light a blunt
I'm fuckin smokin'
Chokin'
I got ten I'm 'bout to hang
That pussy boy claim that he misspoke, now he boasting Third Coast
I'm dirty south
I'm swangin' blades just like a fucking frozen shogun
Sip a spell, some muddy potion
Pull up, and I flood the function
Got a bag, I leave it close, and money come and go
Sometimes you broke
Sometimes you loaded
I feel so broke; I need to get loaded
"Fuck you" always been my slogan
Curvin' hoes and blowing O's
I'm slowly rollin' potent, gonna overdose
At least I'm hoping

[Verse 3: BEER CAN DAN]
Bags to get
Only a select few, fuck the rest
Big ass rude lil' bitch
Swallow the stick
Thirty round sack left her wet
Bags of cess
Hit the button for the top on the 'Vette
Bet that hoe ain't never seen nun' like this
Big Pun rocks on my wrist
I bet you love me, bruh
You look just like me, fuck
Back to back sluts, no fucks
Just sucks
At ease, boy catch up (nigga!)
Front of Saks, five fifths
Smoke sac
I just wanna dab
Too much passion kiss my ass
Pull off in the jag
Gucci my V guts, can't be touched
Came in broken, pick me up
Young niggas out here know what's up
Back up the coupe
Big boof
Neck bein' thrown, she the truth
Bow down, salute
Ski mask tucked tight
Weak ass crumb, gimme the loot

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