Closed Casket

Who is he who's the ****

That's gone throw me down in the sea

Cruise around in the jeep grand cherokee

With the heat not under the seats

To easily be reached damn he want me to be six feet

She gone lick me

Lick me down til she hit the d

She got weak knees

But she still gone suck me zestfully

Thick with felonies

Baby had a perfect recipe

With the pleasantry's

But she don't know I got seventy

Reasons to not fuck with her

Its a dog eats dog season

Shot in the head and the gunman still

Breathin casually loaded on some ecstasy

Lay him down in the street while he still bleed

Man he wishin

That bro could've listened

Now he blicked

Over some little ass friction

Closed casket brain blown

Like a head gasket

And he laughin from the jealousy

Sticky rupees work for me like im Adani

In Bugattis but I still carry the blickie

Midnight city leave yo pole then yous a goofy

**** get to choppin choppin like a cherry smoothie

They so groovy then we pop out we go loony

Red dots every block man go grab the uzis

Tactical like Lucy except this aint no movie

Afterwards the home went to walnut hill for floozies

I have dreams I can't unsee

Nightmares every week in my sleep

Mentally strugglin since I was three

Visions I can't speak on or ill feel weak

Okay why you mothafuckas always

Want to start some trouble on the double

I be in my bubble tryna just be subtle

But im not inner me is hot scars on my knuckles

I need doc from around the block cause I got

Several troubled

Reasons to not fuck with her

Its a dog eats dog season

Shot in the head and the gunman still

Breathin casually loaded on some ecstasy

Lay him down in the street while he still bleed

Man he wishin

That bro could've listened

Now he blicked

Over some little ass friction

Closed casket brain blown

Like a head gasket

And he laughin from the jealousy

Grew up well off

Went to school did my thang

Homie started car hoppin

Met a lady named Mary Jane

I was fourteen smokin weed in the rain

Skippin class like a game with cutscenes

We was puffin pens in the back of the class like nothin

Police rushin to the bathrooms sounds of scuffin

I was lucky always slick like my names Ricky

Grabbed the black bag then headed towards the door

Fuck with one then its up man we startin war

Check the bag what he drop shit the school is hot

Bounced outside covered faces prayin we not caught

But the stories I done told

Aint on no tough guy shit

Just some juvenile jits

Always causin misfit

We were always hip to drugs

Everyone was a plug

My homies died from the gun

Man rip to the thugs so there's

Reasons to not fuck with her

Its a dog eats dog season

Shot in the head and the gunman still

Breathin casually loaded on some ecstasy

Lay him down in the street while he still bleed

Man he wishin

That bro could've listened

Now he blicked

Over some little ass friction

Closed casket brain blown

Like a head gasket

And he laughin from the jealousy