Paris

Tell me what you know 'Bout a motherfucker out the bottom With a gold grill gleamin', makin all these hoes problems Stalker, creepin', out the fuckin' dungeon Switchblade on 'em, hit the guts like a pumpkin, dumpin' 30 rounds of the clip off rip Too thick with the stick, bet I won't miss Lil' Slick real sick, don't talk shit Whip, whip, like a brick scale on fish $uicide, night time, no we don't fight crime, oh It's the grey five-nine with the real red eyes and we dying inside, oh Bodies in fluoride, let the rope untie, just crucify me Yung Christ wrists sliced couple hoes on ice singing R.I.P Ruby was a motherfucking reject Then I cut my wrists and now I motherfucking bleed checks Still broke after all the motherfucking weed gets rolled Hoes askin' if I see a ghost, tell 'em no I just seep smoke when the weeds blown She chokes from the deep-throat, three feet of rope, lethal Slay the fuckin' sheep, so evil I'ma hang myself and then I get to see home Ruby a fucking demon Ruby got a cult now, hoes tryna bolt down Ruby the result of a reject from a small town Turned into a demon, I'm evolved now Loud growl, snow Leopard on the prowl Stay the fuck back hoe Slay the whole pack hoe Paint the globe black hoe Soon I will shed this skin, turn to the devil Then I'll never reminisce