[Intro: $crim & Koopsta Knicca]
Tie 'em— Tie 'em to my bumper, drug 'em, f*ck 'em
I don't love 'em, dump 'em slumped
Put 'em— Put 'em in a ho spot, take me to the stash pot
Tie 'em— Tie 'em to my bumper, drug 'em, f*ck 'em
I don't love 'em, dump 'em slumped
Put 'em— Put 'em in a ho spot, take me to the stash pot
Huh, North
Ooh-ooh!
[Verse 1: $crim]
On them meds like Darko, riding, scheming on a mission
Anna for the static in my hood, I bring the friction
Chucky with the blade, f*ck a movie this ain't fiction
I stay stacking up addictions, million dollar drug dependance, yuh
Pimping like I'm skinny when I'm riding through the city
f*ck them undercovers, all them feds got is a theory
9th to Gentilly, I'm the junkie of the century (North)
Chain wet like Lake Eerie, $licky the Scarecrow that they fearing on that Northside
Gang tied with the *59 (Grey!)
f*ck it, just kill em' all, they gonna blame Sam Hyde
Always taper on, what the f*ck is taper off?
You see this tattoo on my head, the f*ck you resuscitate me for?
Scoping out with that beam, touch your head like I'm a prophet
Slightly nodding off that fent, but rub me wrong, I get it poppin'
Attacking the hood like Benghazi
Better fear Grey like a Stasi
Hoes they love Young Wetto, screaming "Fóllame culo, papi"
[Verse 2: Ruby da Cherry]
Let me tone it down before the ice caps melt
Grab the devil by the horns, for that I might catch Hell
White velvet on my bitch look like Marie Antoinette
Every time she give me head it's like my dick was a threat
Cheney with the shotgun, I ain't aim at shit
f*ck your Spotify playlists, TikTok trends, y'all lame as shit
You gon' catch these f*cking hands like a baseball mitt
You got any last words? I bet they taste like clit
Captain of the grey, I'm going down with the ship
Down with the shit, I split just about everything with $lick
Still in that 7th, ain't nothing has changed
Still wearing FTP fits to the grave (Yeah)
Still f*ck the fame, f*ck the pressure and pain
Only thing changed is I cut off my mane
[Outro: Koopsta Knicca]
Tie 'em— Tie 'em to my bumper, drug 'em, f*ck 'em
I don't love 'em, dump 'em slumped
Put 'em— Put 'em in a ho spot, take me to the stash pot
Tie 'em— Tie 'em to my bumper, drug 'em, f*ck 'em
I don't love 'em, dump 'em slumped
Put 'em— Put 'em in a ho spot, take me to the stash pot
[Interlude]
Hey Oddy, this is [BEEP], you must have got the text message this morning. At 8, we are trying to get you in on this Zoom meeting with [BEEP] ...to manipulate our schedule and have that 9 o'clock open and we gave you guys an hour notice but we tried to... tried to make it work, [BEEP] ...work her magic, so if you want to umm... jump on this I just sent it to you, okay? Umm, take a look at the... the Zoom room and if you don't seem to have it, just text your cousin, he can send it to you. Thank you!