[Intro]
Game fucked up, bloody tears from my eyes
Niggas switching over, none, they ass can't ride (Damn, Lil Tracy)
Damn folk
G-G-Goth-A-Holics
R-R-R-R-Real goth shit
Original Don Dada, thotty boy like opps
Why all these carbon copy boys on my cock?
[Hook]
Working On Dying, thotty boys like opps
Why all these carbon copy boys on my cock?
Needa hop off, pay homage, kick rocks
Baby want a real goth, she don't want an opp
Baby want a real soulja she can ride for
You ain't even valid, you can't even slide bro
Working On Dying, thotty boys like opps
Baby want a real goth, she don't want an opp
[Verse]
Original Don Dada, thotty boy like opps
Riding with the work in the car, too hot
I can't fuck with you, you be talking to the opps
You can't ride with me, we be riding too hot
Crip blue fur, Gucci bird, Lil Flock
I don't gang bang, bloody hunnids stained with white
Game fucked up, bloody tears from my eyes
Niggas switching over none, they ass can't ride (Damn, Lil Tracy)
Damn folk, you ain't even got no pride
In the field, booted up, keeping niggas' lives
Shit sad, see the pain in my eyes
I remember back when I had no pain in my eyes
I be feeling like we even gon' ride
Wanna be close to me, would they care if I died?
I be feeling like we even gon' ride
Wanna be close to me, would they care if I died?
[Interlude]
Bombaclot [?]!
Shit (Come on, come on, I murder [?])
I be feeling like, would they care if I died? (Murder, bombaclot!)
Shit all fucked up
[?] bombaclot, [?]
[Hook]
Working On Dying, thotty boys like opps
Why all these carbon copy boys on my cock?
Needa hop off, pay homage, kick rocks
Baby want a real goth, she don't want an opp
Baby want a real soulja she can ride for
You ain't even valid, you can't even slide bro
Working On Dying, thotty boys like opps
Baby want a real goth, she don't want an opp
[Outro]
Taliban World
She don't want an opp
Baby want a real goth, she don't want an opp
Fuck GothBoiClique man, y'all know what really going on
Ayy Peep, I need my mothafuckin' swag back or pay homage, ya hear me?
Come on Tracy, let them boys turn ya ass out mane, to a motherfucking gay slave, cuh, come on folk
Yo' ass needa come back to VA mane, real spit bro
Agoff, come on cuh, yo' ass geeked up too cuh
You know what the fuck really going on cuh, you supposed to be folk mane, come on bro
Yo' ass god damn turnt out too, feel me?
Fuck Masked Gorilla, fuck No Jumper, ya feel me?
Fuck everybody that's tryna stop the mothafuckin' shine, ya hear me?
Shit really fucked up mane, ya feel me?
Like, since when that shit been cool to ride another boy dick, ya feel me?
I can't even say they a man, cuh
They ain't even on man shit, ya feel me?
And Uzi, come on cuh, yo' ass need to take that shit up out your nose, your ass faking the punk cuh
You don't know what the fuck, ya feel me?
That ain't your lifestyle cuh
You ain't real hood punk
You slick type fucking the shit up for Rari, man
They don't wanna see the boy shining, man
They don't wanna see mo'fuckers balling like AI in '03, man
Without selling they soul, man
Boys ain't going out that way, man
Hell nah bro
I can't speak on
Shout out everybody really stand 10 toes down out the mud with they shit man, real soulja shit man
Salute all my youngins, you feel me?
On the up and coming
Don't let that shit get to you, real talk
The game ain't really what it seems
The game really tweak, the game really fucked up
The game full of mo'fucking dicksuckers and leeches cuh
