Uicide renegade
Pop a couple waves up in my grave, carvin' my skin with the blade
I dont fuck with squealers, known drug dealer
Stealer with the sealer
Lickity always wrecked, bitch, get checked
Grey59 the set, chopper make 'em wet
Watch me flex, yall just second best
Never second guess
Manifest, triple six 'till death
Ruby aint my motherfucking true name
If I wrote it down, it would combust into a blue flame
Gloom gang banging, whole crew slain
Bodies in the suitcase, polo body bag full of bootlegs
Two-faced bitch, sick a duck
Got your bitch laying goose eggs
Two fangs growing, got a toothache
Tie me up like a shoe-string, let the noose hang
Out of my box, I need a new frame
Ruby da Cherry aint got a pocket full of fruitcake
Bruce Wayne wannabe
Fuck with me, Ill probably give you somethin' free
Honeys surroundin' around me because Im buzzin' like a fucking bumblebee
Most of my raps are fucking tongue-in-cheek
Fungus in my lungs, dungeon reeks of crumbling weed
Another day, another fee
Pile of fucking dirt you will find me underneath, yah, yah
