LYRIC

[Hook] [?] Wig split
[?] Wig split
[?] Wig split, wig split
[?] Wig split
[?] [Verse 1: RUBY DA CHERRY] Aye, dirty ass Air Max 95s when I step out
Regret nothing, bitch, could give a fuck about respect
Could give a fuck 'bout what you think of me
I'm sick of fucking stress
I rob myself in public just so I can get a blue check
Keep a hoe in check, make sure she keep in track of all the checks
Only way she fuckin' with me, now I wished her all the best
$uicide, I got my set
Euthanized, I'm off the Tech
Who am I? Well take a guess
I got the blade against yo' neck

[Verse 2: $CRIM] Eyes red, it's motherfuckin' blood
Victim in the tub
Roxy, 30, getting crushed
Drop two sticks up in my mud
Brought that dirty [?] Slipped up on the 'em opiates, hol' up
I milly rock on any cop when that Chevy hits the block
Let that chain swing, platinum teeth
Might retire any minute
Soulja rag
Soldier [?] over the bitches
Fuck, who is it?
Ruby and $lick still bendin' corners to the coroner
Fuck yo' press, fuck who's next
Fuck yo' cipher and your [?] too
You a mascot
We really represent the ridicule
(You motherfucking [?]!)

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