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everyday I'm just digging my grave
Lost all my sense and I'm feeling no ways
Always in pain and I'm craving the taste
Tryna be happy but that just seems fake

fucking
Ca, ca, ca, ca, ca, ca, crazy I am
Who's crazy (Ryan)
which Ryan's crazy (I am)
And by crazy, I mean you're not the same kind of poop-stain I am

wrist
Diamond crop my neckle' (s)
Rockin' Mark an' Jacob
Haters wanna' taste it
Hit em with some flavor
Hit em with some caramel
Hit em with some CARL'S

at the top but its hard cuz you fuck niggas in the way
How they fuck with you fuck niggas anyway
If im real and you fake we got different taste
I was cut from

a trace
What a bad trip
Anger and remorse blood taste
Not superstitious, only believe what I live
But losing all same week, no coincidence
Put Karma

fuckin' wit no other guys
Don't ask if we need one more
For me gon let that cutta rise
Ain't trippin' when it's gun smoke
Know I'm standin' by myself
I

the brimstones, sinners
All you motherfuckers act like Hitler
Confused by the motherfucking things he did to ya
Now we're heading to the seventh-inning stretcher

she likes everybody noticin (woo woo)
Looks for the praise let's the compliments soak in
But on a bad day and by a bad day, I mean a bad hair day

the weekend
I can tell by your DM how bad you want this
So when I throw this pussy nigga make sure you don’t miss
This pure bliss, put her right in your face
So

hated on eve and you say you McD
I just came up on your face get a taste
Heard you coming and you late check the date
And you fired with your mate it got

she want me D (D!)
Bad b*tch in the off white jean (Hoe!)
2 seconds she don panties (rah!)
Yeah she won have my kids
She want love she don't wanna leave

the skillet. 
If yall thank I'mma fall then y'all silly, I'm the goat like Billy me flow is y'all ceiling.
Grim Reaper, sipping Crown by the liter, she trying

she want me D (D!)
Bad b*tch in the off white jean (Hoe!)
2 seconds she don panties (rah!)
Yeah she won have my kids
She want love she don't wanna leave

why people ignore you like you aint even talkin
You chit chatter and get splattered by a disease beat addict
That spit spontanious like a Prayin Mantis

the fuck out my face
I ain't chasing no bitch, that shit bad for my taste
Run up a check like I run in a race
And I do what I want like Lil Uzi Vert say

I

'em, "Get back" and then I say less
She throw it back, I'ma break it
She on my dick and I know she gon' taste it
Uh i wanna fuck on her naked
She got

"Mystery after gala night,"
if says, "Mystery of soprano's flight!"

"Mystified baffled Surete say,
we are mystified - we suspect foul play!"
Bad

got nothing left you're out of luck
Just popped five pills off on a race
Your best friend said she wants a taste
Ice on me it shines real bright
You

On a cypher place, my Kyber's laced
I hit the Glup Shitto with a nicer taste
So I'm higher than a pilot in a fighter race
And I'll be making it

All rise
For the almighty
The new motherfucking king on the block
Some of yawl may have known him by Tee Gutta
Or even GTP
Walls, talk to em

Got

Satan is a bad dude; you know he ducks
cnd just like a vacuum, you know he sucks
Lies to the world; he throws at us
Both guys and the girls; he goes at us

backpedaling all the time, it's a joke
Get a taste of your own medicine, let it go
He got cancelled for telling the truth
I'm beginning to worry more about

need a bad bitch on my basilisk
15 leagues over half you nitwits
But still need trees to get active
Quick-witted and bat shit
Act like I'm passionate
But

to cut them hours of me all alone
Proud of what I been surrounded by just for a couple sets
Until they call my phone, chilling in my throne
I been sitting