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I be that skinny fiend sippin lean | Caffeine with codeine | I'm smoking nicotine, PCP
I be that skinny fiend sippin lean Caffeine with codeine I'm smoking nicotine, PCP Pills in my cuisine I'm fucking draped in suede Wrist dismayed $uicide renegade Pop a couple waves up in my grave carving my skin with the blade I don't fuck with squealers Known drug dealer Stealer with the sealer Slickity always wrecked Bitch get checked Grey 59 the set Chopper make 'em wet Watch me flex Y'all just second best Never second guess Manifest triple 6 till death Ruby ain't my mother fucking true name If I wrote it down, it would combust into a blue flame Gloom gang banging Whole crew slain Bodies in the suitcase Polo body bag full of bootlegs Two faced bitch sick a duck Got your bitch laying goose eggs Two fangs growing got a tooth ache Tie me up like a shoestring Let the noose hang Out of my box I need a new frame Ruby da Cherry ain't got a pocket full of fruitcake Bruce Wayne wanna be Fuck with me I'll probably give you something free Honeys surrounding around me because I'm buzzing like a fucking bumblebee Most of my raps are fucking tongue in cheek Fungus in my lungs Dungeon reeks of crumbling weed Another day another fee Pile of fucking dirt you will find me underneath
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