$UICIDEBOY$ x BLACK SMURF - черный смурф за аппаратурой | Текст песни

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[Verse 1: $lick $loth]

Steady ridin' low
Eyes steady swole
Feel like Death Row, 1994
$uicide tears dripping off our mothers
Bullets in the chamber of the pistols in the cupboard
Got a couple black tees with that indo sparking
Bitch don't even look my way cause I fucking hate talking
Got them spinners on a hearse
Bitches for dessert
Pour me up a four I'm sipping codeine till the dirt

[Verse 2: Ruby da Cherry]

Riding round Texas in a Lexus with a Florida license plate
Out of state
Eating grapes
Blowing dank
No we ain't
Bitch it's the driest fucking week wheat
Slick having a panic attack put the Mac on his lap and now he making beats
Smurf in the back trying to get some sleep
Gas tank on E
Not a stain on me
Sun set cool breeze
Looking at the moon and then I turn into a goon
I'm doing what I please
Throwing up some fucking 3's


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