#northside shawty

[kumeyuri]

$crimmy got them bitches, slinging out my car

lungs like rufio, poppin on them xanny bars

[lil-jeep]

[mind-of-a-misfit-666]

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[Intro: Shawty Burn-A-Church & Northside Shawty] Sink back in that fucking spine, second guessing crime 7th Ward where I snort a slug and cross the fucking line West Bank/Northside ‘til the coffin ride Who am I? I am god, I am Basquiat

[Interlude] Trap-a-holics mixtapes Man, drop this shit for these fuck niggas

[Verse 1: Shawty Burn-A-Church] Grey Five Nine signed Rough diamonds tryna shine Christ and I, $uicide You know, you know, you know I’m Diving head first when crucified Lucifer cried when I told him I’m choosing to die Noose and a knife But I ain’t use the knife To loosen the noose, keep it tight Abusing the truth, that’s a lie Fuck boy with a ski mask think he gon’ rob me blind Fuck boy better think fast when he cock the nine Fuck boy better… Fuck boy better sink back in that fucking spine, second guessing crime 7th Ward where I snort a slug and cross the fucking line Yet another line inside the cup Another line you should look up Another line that shook you up I signed the line for Lucifer

[Break] Damn son where’d you find this? Real trap shit

[Verse 2: Northside Shawty] 5-9 'til I’m dead, aye Bitch, I’m Grey 'til the death, aye Never gave a fuck 'bout dying, no Even when I was a jit, woe Pop a jig, load the rig with that motherfucking china white Fuck it if I die tonight, I’m gambling with my fucking life West Bank/Northside 'til the coffin ride Who am I? I am god, I am Basquiat Yung Kurt Cobain with the scarred veins Mentally derranged, hear the crows say my name ($carecrow) I’m just wasting my time, I’m just wastin’ my breath Why can’t I just die? Why can’t I go next? Why we get no respect? Why I loved holding TEC’s? Xanax bar on my neck, I pop 'em, pop 'em to death This ain’t no motherfuckin’ trend, everyday feels like the end Feed me, feed me medicine, so I can’t feel my sins