You're Now Tuning Into 66.6 FM With DJ Rapture (The Hottest Hour Of The Evening) Lyrics

[Intro: SHAWTY BURN-A-CHURCH & NORTHSIDE SHAWTY]
Sink back in that fucking spine, second-guessing crime
7th Ward where I snort a slug and cross the fucking line
West Bank/Northside 'til the coffin ride
Who am I? I am God; I am Basquiat

[Break]
Trap-a-holics mixtapes
Man, drop this shit for these fuck niggas

[Verse 1: SHAWTY BURN-A-CHURCH]
Grey five nine signed
Rough diamonds, tryna shine
Christ and I, $ui-$uicide
You know, you know, you know I'm
Diving head first when crucified
Lucifer cried when I told him I'm choosing to die
Noose and a knife
But I ain't use the knife
To loosen the noose, keep it tight
Abusing the truth, that's a lie
Fuckboy with a ski mask think he gon' rob me blind
Fuckboy better think fast when he cock the nine
Fuckboy better–
Fuckboy better sink back in that fucking spine, second-guessing crime
7th Ward where I snort a slug and cross the fucking line
Yet another line inside the cup (G!)
Another line you should look up (R!)
Another line that shook you up (E!)
I signed the line for Lucifer (Y!)

[Break]
Damn son where'd you find this?
Real trap shit!

[Verse 2: NORTHSIDE SHAWTY]
5-9 'til I'm dead, aye, yuh
Bitch, I'm Grey 'til the death, yeah, uh
Never gave a fuck 'bout dying, no, uh
Even when I was a jit, woe
Pop a jig, load the rig with that motherfucking China white
Fuck it if I die tonight, I'm gambling with my fucking life
West Bank/Northside 'til the coffin ride
Who am I? I am God; I am Basquiat
Yung Kurt Cobain with the scarred veins
Mentally deranged, hear the crows say my name ($carecrow)
I'm just wasting my time, I'm just wastin' my breath
Why can't I just die? Why can't I go next?
Why we get no respect? Why I love holding TEC's?
Xanax bar on my neck, I pop 'em, pop 'em 'till death
This ain't no motherfuckin' trend, every day feels like the end
Feed me, feed me medicine, so I can't feel my sins