Verse 1: YUNG $CARECROW] Bitches at my burial, tryna touch $lick so grey, no runnin' blood Skull to feet, he's covered up wit' dead vines, crows and liquid Tuss $uicidal holocaust For the dead, I shed a tear Cut fuckboys from ear to ear, you never see me creeping near Triple six, Lord Infamous Dedicate my soul to he, the Scarecrow that had birthed me Screaming, "Ricky R.I.P." Creep like Koopsta, trizzy trick Da Devil's Playground in my head Live through me 'til I am dead New Orleans born, but Memphis bred. Verse 2: YUNG MUTT] I know motherfuckers wanna be grey Burn a cig' in your wrist, cauterize your fucking vein What a shame fuckboy think he know the game But he don't know shit Cut off his head, hand his body to $lick Told him, "do something with this Burn him into ash-no, put him in a ditch!" Put him in the trash, even in death, he ain't shit Bitchboy didn't even make the motherfucking list, uh And still Ruby ceases to exist Whisper in the wind, whisper up on your bitch's lips Spill two drinks for the demons and sins I committed to nothing, but I committed nonetheless Six wishes for death Holding my breath, I got six digits No seventh number except for my residence Bitch, I'm not heaven sent, not sent to heaven Got sixes and crucifixes, praisethedevil
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Verse 1: YUNG $CARECROW]
Bitches at my burial, tryna touch
$lick so grey, no runnin' blood
Skull to feet, he's covered up wit' dead vines, crows and liquid Tuss
$uicidal holocaust
For the dead, I shed a tear
Cut fuckboys from ear to ear, you never see me creeping near
Triple six, Lord Infamous
Dedicate my soul to he, the Scarecrow that had birthed me
Screaming, "Ricky R.I.P."
Creep like Koopsta, trizzy trick
Da Devil's Playground in my head
Live through me 'til I am dead
New Orleans born, but Memphis bred. Verse 2: YUNG MUTT]
I know motherfuckers wanna be grey
Burn a cig' in your wrist, cauterize your fucking vein
What a shame fuckboy think he know the game
But he don't know shit
Cut off his head, hand his body to $lick
Told him, "do something with this
Burn him into ash-no, put him in a ditch!"
Put him in the trash, even in death, he ain't shit
Bitchboy didn't even make the motherfucking list, uh
And still Ruby ceases to exist
Whisper in the wind, whisper up on your bitch's lips
Spill two drinks for the demons and sins
I committed to nothing, but I committed nonetheless
Six wishes for death
Holding my breath, I got six digits
No seventh number except for my residence
Bitch, I'm not heaven sent, not sent to heaven
Got sixes and crucifixes, praisethedevil
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