tundra is dead - 9/11 lyrics
[intro: ruby da cherry]
(all of this p+ssy the devil)
(six, six, six)
(all of this p+ssy the devil, all of this cash the devil)
tundra
(all of this cash the devil, the devil, the devil
(all of this lean is the devil, all of this p+ssy the devil)
[chorus: ruby da cherry]
all of this p+ssy the devil
all of this cash is the devil
all of this ash is the devil
all of these pills is the devil
all of this lean is the devil
i won’t go to heaven, nah
i won’t go to heaven, nah
i won’t go to heaven, nah
i won’t go to heaven, nah
i won’t go to heaven, nah
[verse 1: ruby da cherry]
b+tch, i be that broke boy
two scripts half+full make a full script, mean i’m running out
b+tch, i be a hoe toy, making two bad b+tches bashful
coming out they nutsh+ll, pass me the rag, fool
b+tch, i be that dope boy
smoke cash, ash snowing on the broke glass
throat slashed, now i got a blood+soaked rash
go bash in a f+ckboy’s skull, wearin’ no mask, toe tag
make the rope last, don’t ask
uh, all of my vices the devil
f+ck all this nice sh+t, i meddle in murderous temptation
roll up the windows, and push down the pedal
burn a cigarette in my wrist, that 7th ward sh+t
f+ck a b+tch, then dip
no tint, gas tank on e
’64 impala at the bottom of a cliff, b+tch
[chorus: $uicide christ]
all this heroin is the devil
all these xanax is the devil
all of these murders the devil
all of these hoes is the devil
b+tch, i am the devil, the devil
and i can’t go to heaven, nah
i can’t go to heaven, nah
i can’t go to heaven, nah
i can’t go to heaven, nah
i can’t go to heaven, nah
[verse 2: $uicide christ]
keeping it packin’ with a hunnid rounds
keep them dead bodies all on the ground
posted in memphis at orange mound
ta rollin’ the loud when we come around
smokin’ and drinkin’, i ain’t never thinking
popping them pills ’til i’m under the cement
six+hundred sixty+six, smokin’ that reefer
if you looking for dope, hoe, i got it for cheaper
new orleans crypt keeper, the k!ller, the creeper
believe me that demons are real once you see us
f+ckboys wanna be us, the hoes wanna please us
ask in yo’ city, they’ll tell you i’m jesus
the motherf+cking antichrist
$uicide, we anti+life
[outro: $uicide christ]
(b+tch, don’t make me tell you twice!
that i can’t go to heaven, nah…)
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