Barrel full of gasoline and still they try matching me Plague with the wicked ways, it's back to the rapturing Actually capturing souls in a black canteen Open the cap and become blackened Back to the back of the 'llac Flicking cigarette ash Got a chain made of crack I smoke diamonds and laugh at y'all strapped with the gat Like I'm actually scared to die Pull the fucking trigger, blah blah blah blah blah blah Back to the back, eyes rolling back Spent all my racks, spent it on crack Spent it on smack, look where I'm at Ain't going back, ain't going back Got a heart so cold, remember selling dope Remember selling coke, DEA pulled me over Plain cars, plain clothes I didn't bend an inch, I'm strictly sticking to the code Few years ago was masked up, robbing stores Set 'em up on Craigslist, then robbed 'em at the door I'm at the bottom trying to eat, I got no hope, fuck Big Ben's death had my head fucked up I'm popping roxys with the benzos, chest fucked up I guess my luck's up
@@goofbones6999 are you sure? You obviously don't, cuz no one with depression has a high enough ego to have even attempt to start a pissing contest on who knows depression more.
Barrel full of gasoline and still they try matching me Plague with the wicked ways, it's back to the rapturing Actually capturing souls in a black canteen Open the cap and become blackened Back to the back of the 'llac Flicking cigarette ash Got a chain made of crack I smoke diamonds and laugh at y'all strapped with the gat Like I'm actually scared to die Pull the fucking trigger, blah blah blah blah blah blah Back to the back, eyes rolling back Spent all my racks, spent it on crack Spent it on smack, look where I'm at Ain't going back, ain't going back Got a heart so cold, remember selling dope Remember selling coke, DEA pulled me over Plain cars, plain clothes I didn't bend an inch, I'm strictly sticking to the code Few years ago was masked up, robbing stores Set 'em up on Craigslist, then robbed 'em at the door I'm at the bottom trying to eat, I got no hope, fuck Big Ben's death had my head fucked up I'm popping roxys with the benzos, chest fucked up I guess my luck's up
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Let's hit 2k! 🖤
Ruby’s verse slowed feels like a slow descend into hopelessness. Beautiful, yet haunting.
Love the arrangement of words!
$crims goes hard to btw it took me 2 hours to learn the lyrics in the original💀
this is probably my favorite song by the boy$
obv
Facts
This true for me!
I always return here to listen to his masterpiece :')
Barrel full of gasoline and still they try matching me
Plague with the wicked ways, it's back to the rapturing
Actually capturing souls in a black canteen
Open the cap and become blackened
Back to the back of the 'llac
Flicking cigarette ash
Got a chain made of crack
I smoke diamonds and laugh at y'all strapped with the gat
Like I'm actually scared to die
Pull the fucking trigger, blah blah blah blah blah blah
Back to the back, eyes rolling back
Spent all my racks, spent it on crack
Spent it on smack, look where I'm at
Ain't going back, ain't going back
Got a heart so cold, remember selling dope
Remember selling coke, DEA pulled me over
Plain cars, plain clothes
I didn't bend an inch, I'm strictly sticking to the code
Few years ago was masked up, robbing stores
Set 'em up on Craigslist, then robbed 'em at the door
I'm at the bottom trying to eat, I got no hope, fuck
Big Ben's death had my head fucked up
I'm popping roxys with the benzos, chest fucked up
I guess my luck's up
such an underrated song
This song is what introduced me to $B
chxpped always got the best slow ~ reverb $uicideboy$
This harddddd
Thank you, you saved me today❤️
ayy thx bro 🖤
🙏🏽🙏🏽
Do ram ranch slowed reverb
vibes
1000th like😼
Beautiful yet haunting and unbelievable ugly. Love it
🔥
Master pease
"I guess my luck's up"
RIP to the originator DJ SCREW
Noice
joder esta canción me puso los pelos de punta asta los pelos de los huevos
Bro te entiendo
no matter how slow it goes i still cant understand shit
true
Fr tho, scrimmys part i can understand slowed down and normal, just not ruby like goddamn
Anime? :3
Future diary llegue tarde pero igual
@@lilbo514 Thank you
0:43 when your depression gets more depressed
That I understand and feel
@@marcossierra38 I'm so sorry brother. You've got this, hold on. I promise it'll be ok.
You don't know what depression is.
@@goofbones6999 are you sure? You obviously don't, cuz no one with depression has a high enough ego to have even attempt to start a pissing contest on who knows depression more.
Let the slow descent into hell follow this song and your feelings
Las manos de shinji y cristo rei ? xdd
En efecto XD, shinji fue aceptado por cristo rei 🧐🍷
Barrel full of gasoline and still they try matching me
Plague with the wicked ways, it's back to the rapturing
Actually capturing souls in a black canteen
Open the cap and become blackened
Back to the back of the 'llac
Flicking cigarette ash
Got a chain made of crack
I smoke diamonds and laugh at y'all strapped with the gat
Like I'm actually scared to die
Pull the fucking trigger, blah blah blah blah blah blah
Back to the back, eyes rolling back
Spent all my racks, spent it on crack
Spent it on smack, look where I'm at
Ain't going back, ain't going back
Got a heart so cold, remember selling dope
Remember selling coke, DEA pulled me over
Plain cars, plain clothes
I didn't bend an inch, I'm strictly sticking to the code
Few years ago was masked up, robbing stores
Set 'em up on Craigslist, then robbed 'em at the door
I'm at the bottom trying to eat, I got no hope, fuck
Big Ben's death had my head fucked up
I'm popping roxys with the benzos, chest fucked up
I guess my luck's up