RICK GRIMES

[Chorus]
Brought a stick inside the club, I'm tryna let a clip fly
Fill the ocean with his blood that boy getting fish fried
I got motion in my cup, I be sippin' pink lines
Only aim for neck up, ho I feel like Rick Grimes
I'ma put one in his trachea
I'ma pop a X, make my vision hazier
Grippin' on this Tec, I ain't rollin' with no safety on
I wanna cut his flesh, yeah, my mental getting crazier (Yeah)

[Verse]
Bad ho keep a stick in her purse
I cast a hex, I'm not flawed, ho I'm cursed
Blade to his neck if he talkin' absurd
Why wear a vest like we'd pop at your shirt?
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2]
All the doors are going up on the whip, suicidе
We airing out your crib if we in, who alive?
Mixing mеdicine you can tell by my eyes
And I kick your skull in, Cobra Kai
She kept on calling, I decline
Margiela drawers fit on my thigh
Keep on withdrawing, 'till decline
My mental falling all the time

[Bridge]
Yeah, all the time
All the time
All the time

[Verse 3]
What? What? What?
If I'm in I got my strap
We gon' run in through the back
I'm the type to grip a pole like these people throwin' cash
We gon' put him in a hole like he's right up next to bat
I'm the type to take your soul, raise my stick and give me that
I been sniffin' all this white I got bloody on my nose
It's a hit for every track like I done made Rodeo
What I'm rockin' it's all black, what I'm wearin' I don't know
What I'm rockin' it's all black, what I'm wearin' I don't know

[Chorus]
Brought a stick inside the club, I'm tryna let a clip fly
Fill the ocean with his blood, (Yeah) that boy getting fish fried (Yeah)
I got motion in my cup, I be sippin' pink lines
Only aim for neck up, ho I feel like Rick Grimes
I'ma put one in his trachea
I'ma pop a X, make my vision hazier
Grippin' on this Tec, I ain't rollin' with no safety on
I wanna cut his flesh, yeah, my mental getting crazier (Yeah)