Blueface

[Intro]
Nuke Radio, we make your eardrums bleed
Nuke Radio
My life is in shambles
I have three DUIs and I haven't talked to my children in months
Holy fucking shit this is fucked beyond repair
My wife recently left me

[Chorus: Xhris2Eazy]
I just bought some soda to put thirty in it
You mean that drink was fake, nah, we ain’t fuckin with it
I just bought some soda to put thirty in it
You mean that drink was fake, nah, we ain’t fuckin with it
I just bought some soda to put thirty in it
You mean that drink was fake, nah, we ain’t fuckin with it
Everyday I'm off these drugs and I look like it
Why you all up on my dick boy you be dick riding
I see he's tryin to surf my wave and he swag jocking
Every time I check my Soundcloud my strеams poppin'
It's that SEB team bitch we been mobbin'
Every timе I check my pockets fat, bitch I'm big ballin
That bitch on my phone, on my dick I told her stop callin'
Codeine in my piss I'm sippin' drank out the lean faucet
I got lots of drugs [?] in my fucking pocket
I was looking for my knife shit but it's in my pocket

[Verse 1: CHRIST DILLINGER]
I hit the bag too hard, got me tweakin out
Fiend hit the bag too hard, got ‘em tweakin out
Man who the hell gone tell me what I’m not
They said I look like Crunchy Black, when I be beatin the pot
These niggas still ain’t gettin no money, they really need to stop
Ran up a hundred bands with this MacBook and a mic with a sock
I done ran off on all my plugs now I can’t re-up I really needa stop
Had to move the stash to a different spot my neighbors kept on callin the cops
I be out in public arguing with my main bitch like I’m Blueface
Take a Xan and wake up, I start actin different like I’m Two-Face
Anything you need you could pull up to the spot nigga you already know we got it
Me and Xris2Eazy locked in nigga that’s my twin like Lil Keed and Lil Gotit
RIP to Lil Keed, sippin more lean than Lil Keed
High as fuck smokin on top shelf
I can’t wait for no nigga I do it myself
I don’t listen to niggas who ain’t on the team
Trap house jumpin like a trampoline
Unc dancing like he in Billy Jean
I don’t sip lean that don’t got Codeine

[Verse 2: Acid Souljah]
RIP to Lil Keed
I got a fiend who do more percs than Lil Keed and Lil Gotit combined
Every day I get rich as fuck off stupid ass rhymes
I linked up with Christ and Xhris and we go ham at the same time
It's all synchronized
We on the same shit
You gotta have [?] to understand this shit
I took an X pill got drunk as fuck, hopped in my car and it look like a spaceship
I don't know how I landed
I go buck wild in the stu like Chrisean Rock off a Xanax
I don't know how Blueface put up with that bitch
If I was him I'd probably move states and shit
I'd probably have to change my whole name and shit
The cops pulled me over and said I said my name was [?]
[?]

[Chorus: Xhris2Eazy]
I just bought some soda to put thirty in it
You mean that drink was fake, nah, we ain’t fuckin with it
Everyday I'm off these drugs and I look like it
Why you all up on my dick boy you be dick riding
I see he's tryin to surf my wave and he swag jocking
Every time I check my Soundcloud my streams poppin'
It's that SEB team bitch we been mobbin'
Every time I check my pockets fat, bitch I'm big ballin
That bitch on my phone, on my dick I told her stop callin'
Codeine in my piss I'm sippin' drank out the lean faucet
I got lots of drugs [?] in my fucking pocket
I was looking for my knife shit but it's in my pocket

[Outro]
This song is terrorist propaganda and listening to it is punishable by death