Ayy, ayy, ayy, tell me what you know 'Bout a motherfucker out the bottom, with a gold grill gleamin' Makin' all these hoes problems Stalker, creepin' out the fuckin' dungeon Switchblade on 'em, hit the guts like a pumpkin, dumpin' Thirty rounds of the clip, I'll rip Too thick with the stick, bet I won't miss Lil $lick real sick, don't talk shit Whip, whip, like a brick scale on fish $uicide, night time, no, we don't fight crime, oh It's the Grey*59 with the real red eyes, and we dying inside, ooh Bodies in fluoride, let the rope untie, just crucify me Yung Christ wrists sliced, couple hoes on ice, singing "R.I.P" Ruby was a motherfucking reject Then I cut my wrists, and now I motherfucking bleed checks Still broke After all the motherfucking weed gets rolled Hoes askin' if I see a ghost Tell 'em, "No, I just seep smoke when the weed's blown" She chokes from the deep-throat, three feet of rope, lethal Slay the fuckin' sheep, so evil I'ma hang myself, and then I get to see home Ruby a fucking demon, ayy, uh Ruby got a cult now, hoes tryna bolt down Ruby the result of a reject from a small town Turned into a demon, I'm evolved now Loud growl, $now Leopard on the prowl, ayy Stay the fuck back, hoe Slay the whole pack, hoe Paint the globe black, hoe (ayy) Soon I will shed this skin, turn to the devil, then I'll never reminisce Aye