I'm- I'm with that fuck shit,
pull up, we get buck quick
but sometimes she can be a dumb bitch
Out here since a young jit,
Wake up from a blackout gettin'
Ri- Ri- Ridin' through the hood
they start talkin' like they Scooby Doo
Mobbin' with my partners,
we- we pop in, no knockin'
Nod- Nod- Noddin' off that dope and for dessert,
Northside, Grey the gang,
I might rock it off the flock,
I might rock it off Apache
I might fuck up on that bitch if she
Mane, show you how that Glock work,
show you how to pop first
My ho like her throat hurt,
That bitch tried to tell me that I'm sick,
I just bought some land off my LAN,
Still the same mane, grippin' AKs,
Paint 'em like a NFT, got
Gang coast to coast, yeah,
ain't no fent' up in my product
Cutthroats and them savages,
how you think I got this name, boo?

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Get nowI could show you how to get it poppin'
Ruby da Cherry ain't got no option
All these hoes keep fuckin' flockin'
All these hoes tryna give me noggin'
Snort a line of heroin then tell
Yeah, I'm slidin' on these bitches
like my feet were made for moppin'
I can't stop it if I wanted to,
Glock up in my foreign coupe
Scrapin' up the concrete,
Think I'm bein' fol lowed by a fed in an
Skrilla, squalla what I'm after,
I get money ho by any means
P- P- Paper chasin' everyday,
I keep them rocks up in my cleats
Cut me with some scissors,
you gon' see how much I fuckin' bleed
But I'll come back with fuckin' tanks
and blow your shit to smithereens
Blick on me, click on me,
$uicide 'til death, I'll yell it,
pokin' out my fuckin' chest
Live from the 5, put the 0 behind the 4
Make a point before the numbers
just to let you bitches know
I got five killers and they
I can call on any of 'em,
if you down to fuckin' die
Walk it how I talk it, bitch,
and I ain't got no fuckin' lisp
Whisper my forbidden name and
give my hand a fuckin' kiss
Out- Out- Out the mud, out the mist,
Ruby take the form of shadows
Fol low me back to the gates of hell,
we regroup at the gallows
I can smell the scent of blood and I
can smell the scent of piss
Leave your body rot tin',
lock your soul up in the black abyss
Blick on me, click on me,
$uicide 'til death, I yell it,
pokin' out my fuckin' chest
Blick on me, click on me,
No- No- No- Northside, Grey the gang,
Second World, Eastern Bloc
Northside, Grey the gang, Second World,
I yell it, pokin' out my fuckin' chest