CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : SHINIGAMI
Shinigami eyes, kyto sharp
Split a b*t*h cut open up like knives
Slicin’ souls, my aura gold
Call a foul when I finally speak my-
My mouth revolvin six shooter, paint you red
Got razorblades in my teeth
Dragon flame know I ash a b*t*h quick when I open up my mouth
And I speak
Burnin’ footsteps in the snow, a wendigo
Lay roses down on my feet
Gemstones in my grave, still alive, livin’ my life
f**k, now I’m six feet deep
Bullets ricochet, rockets bouncin’ right off of my body
Say hello to me, the reaper, and oh, my shawty
I been in the mud, I been leanin’, creepin’, floatin’
It’s rocky
Feel it in my blood, I need bud
I’m tired of all the copies
I’m like a corpse just whisperin’ in the wind
Talk to nobody
Swayin’ in the weeds, in the reeds
b*t*h I’m just walkin’, I’m walkin’
Calculate everything I ever wanted and now I don’t want it
I’m comin’ up
Breaking my back, when I’m breaking my spine
When you callin my phone I don’t pick it up
Runnin’ boy, runnin’ boy, runnin’ boy, runnin’ boy, runnin’ boy, runnin’ out of luck
Forgive me, but baby, sincerely
I do not give a f**k
Watching haters wonder why Gambino got the game locked (Yeah?)
Half-Thai thickie, all she wanna do is Bangkok (Yeah?)
Got her hair done, French braids, now she A$AP
Bino so insensitive, she askin' “Why you say that?!”
I'm chillin' (Yeah), real n***a feelin'
Rich kid as*h**e, paint me as a villain (Ma!)
Still spitting that cash flow, DJ Khaled
I got a penthouse on both coasts, pH balance
Real n***a, I rep those
Why though? 'Cause I said so
Hip deep in that Pepto, I got five on her like Ben Folds
I got more tail than that PetCo (What)
You faker than some Sweet'N Low (Why?)
Yeah, you got some silverware
But really are you eating though? (Yeah)
Are you eating though? n***a, are you eating though?
Breakfast, lunch, and dinner's for beginners, you ain't even know
Never catching cases, why they faces look so E-M-O?
Watch a hater hate me, wanna play me like a piano
Split a b*t*h cut open up like knives
Slicin’ souls, my aura gold
Call a foul when I finally speak my-
My mouth revolvin six shooter, paint you red
Got razorblades in my teeth
Dragon flame know I ash a b*t*h quick when I open up my mouth
And I speak
Burnin’ footsteps in the snow, a wendigo
Lay roses down on my feet
Gemstones in my grave, still alive, livin’ my life
f**k, now I’m six feet deep
Bullets ricochet, rockets bouncin’ right off of my body
Say hello to me, the reaper, and oh, my shawty
I been in the mud, I been leanin’, creepin’, floatin’
It’s rocky
Feel it in my blood, I need bud
I’m tired of all the copies
I’m like a corpse just whisperin’ in the wind
Talk to nobody
Swayin’ in the weeds, in the reeds
b*t*h I’m just walkin’, I’m walkin’
Calculate everything I ever wanted and now I don’t want it
I’m comin’ up
Breaking my back, when I’m breaking my spine
When you callin my phone I don’t pick it up
Runnin’ boy, runnin’ boy, runnin’ boy, runnin’ boy, runnin’ boy, runnin’ out of luck
Forgive me, but baby, sincerely
I do not give a f**k
Watching haters wonder why Gambino got the game locked (Yeah?)
Half-Thai thickie, all she wanna do is Bangkok (Yeah?)
Got her hair done, French braids, now she A$AP
Bino so insensitive, she askin' “Why you say that?!”
I'm chillin' (Yeah), real n***a feelin'
Rich kid as*h**e, paint me as a villain (Ma!)
Still spitting that cash flow, DJ Khaled
I got a penthouse on both coasts, pH balance
Real n***a, I rep those
Why though? 'Cause I said so
Hip deep in that Pepto, I got five on her like Ben Folds
I got more tail than that PetCo (What)
You faker than some Sweet'N Low (Why?)
Yeah, you got some silverware
But really are you eating though? (Yeah)
Are you eating though? n***a, are you eating though?
Breakfast, lunch, and dinner's for beginners, you ain't even know
Never catching cases, why they faces look so E-M-O?
Watch a hater hate me, wanna play me like a piano
