Fake Pontchartrain (Explicit)

Red tears run down my scattered face

Six blunts rolled laced

Holdin' the pace with fate

Hand on the wheel with my foot on the clutch

Made a deal with the devil just to get my d**k sucked

By six different b***heswatch 'em switch up

Triple six lynches tie the rope up

Abusin' narcotics because my life is chaotic

Don't even get no f**king pleasure whether or not it's erotic

Into my grave I left my conscience there between the pistol

And the blade that I had used to end my f**king fate again

I swear

Hades born and raised I'm chokin' in the smoky blaze

I'm drownin' in the local lake I make 'em frozen how I flake

Draped in purple velvet cloaks

Ruby stones up in my crown the Earth will be my f**king throne

Ruby drowned and Pluto was found

Three-headed dog locked up in the pound

But I let them out every once in a while

Gimmie what you got and I'll put it in a pile

Burn it up then I smile

Starvin' all I got is stomach bile number dialed

Nile flooded puttin' out the f**king fire

Life been getting a little longer

Still keeping money in my bag I'll loan ya

These n***as lying girl they all baloney

Most fake and the rest corny

Call up shorty kill a n***a for me yeah

I used her for this bait

Get to 4 deep

They'll be wonderin' who's recording

Cause I made it look super sporty

Kill for sport and pop a 40

I don't say s**t cause they know me

I call your b***h cause she wanted to blow me

Got the money yeah n***a show me

Got the strap and the sawed on me

Got this cash and it's all on me

If you beefin' n***a I gotta 40

Then pop pop then you all gone yeah

Then you all gone yeah

Call my phone yeah

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