Chariot

[Intro: Swampkill]
Hit a jugg, hit a lick in my trench coat
Hit a jugg, hit a lick in my trench coat
Hit a jugg, hit a lick in my trench coat

[Verse 1: Swampkill]
Hit a jugg, hit a lick in my trench coat
Hit a jugg, hit a lick in my trench coat
Fuck the opps, I just live in the sewer, shit get cold as Hell
I brought the heater, I got the scythe on my back
The blade tucked, but it won't last long
I cannot pass, I ran off, I don't fuck with y'all
That's why I keep my blade tucked
That's why I keep my blade tucked in the glove
I'm smoking on dro, yeah, yeah
Hitting licks, then I got to go, I'ma stab through your thong
Yeah, hitting licks, then I got to go, I'ma stab through your thong

[Verse 2: Sunshine Christo]
Fans on me, but I can't cool down, blood on my shirt, and I got a frown
Doing my best to dodge the dog pound
Looking to see if there's any around, jugging from the lost and found
It wasn't my shit, but I can call it mine now
Underground king, forget all your doubt
Breaking the rules, nothing's allowed, nothing insured, but I am the worst
Cheated on her, because I like to flirt, in the mob, surrounded by dirt
Call myself new, but I always learn
Praying for souls even though they'll burn
Thinking about death, make my stomach churn
Chirping on the net just like you're a bird
I'm in the race just like I'm Ben Hurr
Romans in a chariot race, mask on, I conceal my face
Selling strong pills, they stay hella laced, in the dark, and I try to pray
Why do my friends lie to me everyday?
Want to kill me, 'cause they know it'll pay
I ride by myself and out of the way, the ice is so thin, but yet I still skate
Dancing over the bodies in the lake, whoever said crime ain't pay?
Whoever did lied to your face, 'cause this shit pays like everyday
Pay with pain, and I pay with the paint
Do what I must to put food on the plate
Fucking with powder like Frosted Flakes
I ain't gambler, but I always have stakes
Chirping on the net like the Twitter bird, I'm in the race like I'm Ben Hurr
Thinking about death, make my stomach churn
Praying for souls even though they'll burn
Call myself new, but I always learn, cheated on her, because I like to flirt

[Slowed: Swampkill]
Hit a jugg, hit a lick in my trench coat
Hit a jugg, hit a lick in my trench coat
Fuck the opps, I just live in the sewer, shit get cold as Hell
I brought the heater, I got the scythe on my back
The blade tucked–