R.Y.P.

(álbum: BLUE CITRUS [SCENE 1] - 2016)

[ITSOKTOCRY:]
Who killed Juliet?
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Run your fucking pockets cause I need cash (I need cash)
And you looking like a stain because I need racks (I need racks)
I'mma count up all these ends and I'mma finesse
I don't need no hoe, it's money over bitches
I just wanna count my guap, I'm thumbing through a check
You try to flex on Instagram, thumbing through your rent
You know my chain go stupid hard, it's a retard
You flexing a chain, I know you got from a kiosk

[Cold Siemens:]
Only need guap, more now
Lean in my cup, slow down
Drugs in my blood, compound
I'm gonna fuck her mouth
Smelling your fear, hell hound
Numbers appear, I don't wanna count
Smoking with the team then stuck on a couch
Eyes grey when AK spray straight from your house
Everybody know you're a motherfucking pussy
I swear you lost your bitch if she smoking to my music
Never fucked none of your hoes so they never gonna use me
Only colors of my gold is the way I got me choosing
See you in hell

[ITSOKTOCRY:]
Run your fucking pockets cause I need cash
And you looking like a stain because I need racks
I'mma count up all these ends and I'mma finesse
I don't need no hoe, it's money over bitches
Run your fucking pockets cause I need cash
And you looking like a stain because I need racks
I'mma count up all these ends and I'mma finesse
I don't need no hoe, it's money over bitches
Run your fucking pockets cause I need cash
And you looking like a stain because I need racks
I'mma count up all these ends and I'mma finesse
I don't need no hoe, it's money over bitches