Lyrics The Riddler - Merceze
Been sitting in my room flowing smoking shit sipping some potions
Blood gone be dripping lean I been pissing while it's clearing my system
Been sitting in my room flowing smoking shit sipping some potions
Blood gone be dripping lean I been pissing while it's clearing my system
Been sitting in my room flowing smoking shit sipping some potions
Blood gone be dripping lean I been pissing while it's clearing my system
I got fat bags of skunk
I got white owl blunts
And a bottle forty ounce from the liquor store
I go buck wild watch me hit your hoe
I got myself a shorty
I got myself a forty
And a bottle forty ounce from the liquor store
I go buck wild watch me hit your hoe
One day you'll see it happen
Without the sadness or the madness
I got magic in my mattress tabs of acid in my package
God Damn gave the devil a helping a hand
Then I cut off his fucking head and then I buried it in the sand
And I got glass shards in my mother fucking spine
Son you gotta have heart if you wanna fucking write
And I bathe in the bath salts every single fucking night
And I'm in no rush you can watch me take your own time
I can take each line and read it all backwards
I can take every light put em in my backwoods
I gave each lie for y'all's satisfaction
I gave each strike please don't mind if I act up
I got fat bags of skunk
I got white owl blunts
And a bottle forty ounce from the liquor store
I go buck wild watch me hit your hoe
I got myself a shorty
I got myself a forty
And a bottle forty ounce from the liquor store
I go buck wild watch me hit your hoe
I got fat bags of skunk
I got white owl blunts
And a bottle forty ounce from the liquor store
I go buck wild watch me hit your hoe
I got myself a shorty
I got myself a forty
And a bottle forty ounce from the liquor store
I go buck wild watch me hit your hoe
Sick of all these Disney lies and your fucking cliche quotes
Watching how I get behind make a machete meet your throat
That mouth better keep it closed don't wanna hear you talking
A marksman's heated scope you know he don't miss a target
Holding it down till my body in the ground and my soul rise
Smoking shit loud in the south with the cold eyes
Holding it down till my body in the ground and my ma cries
Paying my amount watch your mouth when I walk by
Like they don't wanna see me breathe
My lungs knee deep with keef weed and THC
Like they don't wanna see me breathe
knees deep six feet everything I shouldn't be
I got fat bags of skunk
I got white owl blunts
And a bottle forty ounce from the liquor store
I go buck wild watch me hit your hoe
I got myself a shorty
I got myself a forty
And a bottle forty ounce from the liquor store
I go buck wild watch me hit your hoe
I got fat bags of skunk
I got white owl blunts
And a bottle forty ounce from the liquor store
I go buck wild watch me hit your hoe
I got myself a shorty
I got myself a forty
And a bottle forty ounce from the liquor store
I go buck wild watch me hit your hoe
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