Château Gris (Explicit) - $UICIDEBOY$
Composed by：Aristos Petrou/Scott Arceneaux Jr.
Produced by：Budd Dwyer
I got corners in gentilly where we slang that millie bobby brown
Never been on trial 'cause the bodies wasn't ever found
Tippin' to the feds mane
Must be off your meds mane
One less snitch in the gang that's a net gain
It's the pimp player money maker body layer say a prayer
H*e stacking pistol packing white boy with the permed hair
Choppa sprizzay what the biz say I just brought a cold front
To the sizzouth gold mizzouth iced out like a store front
Lick spit that mack **** make the track hit
Ain't no time for a whack ***** unless the mouth sick
Face down in the mattress make that back dip
Make her **** like an actress in a porno flick
Riding off in a benz thang took off with no trace
Psychopathic with that nine mane I might catch a case
Mask on or the mask off it don't make no difference
'Cause I slide with them killas mane they don't leave a witness
Heard you tipping to the feds mane
Must be off your meds mane
Pissing in his pants
When I put that chrome to his head mane
Leave him dead mane save his boys some head pain
One less snitch in the gang
That's a net gain
Bet mane heard it was that anna
You was checking for north
Northside ruger choppa semi what the ****
I need a vest for north northside
Had them h*es tweaking like a despo
North northside
Smoking on that blizzunt while
This jizzunt make that neck go north northside
D**n bro wetto beat them boys like a guerilla pimp
North northside
Never simp bring your beef to god because
I'm heaven sent
Talk that playa' **** h*es they circumvent
North northside
Shoutout project pat mista don't play
And I been learning since north northside
I get high off that ************* killa killa
Wetto ride like a ************* killa killa
Down to die for my ************* killa killa
My h*es they bi but they say I got that killa
I'm angola bound going down to the southside
Of the lake
Riding 'round town plotting on whose ****
I'm 'bout to take
If it's fake I'ma sell it
If it's real I'ma sell it
Outside of the lexus forest green I know you jealous
Born a warlord out the ward of the 7th
All these deadly sins I think the fifth made me a felon
Begging for armageddon
I got eleven virgins waiting for me in heaven
***** I ain't stressing
***** I ain't stressing
Pimp a ***** just because
Blanco never need a reason h*e
Never tell these h*es a secret
Unless you want it leakin' h*e
Seen a ghost but I was puffin' piff up in the mirror
You want smoke
Fit you in a coffin then I'll say it clearer
I got corners in gentilly
Where we slang that millie bobby brown
Never been on trial 'cause the bodies wasn't ever found
That's how we do 'em down south bayou style
Feed the gators when them rats
Start running wild tryna bite my style
I I I got skulls floating in the swamp 7th
I got bones covered up in moss 7th
Blanco burning up a *******
'Cross 7th
All my demons know who's ******* boss 7th
Ooweeoo who are you Ruby Rougarou 7th
Hoo when you see them boys in baby blue
7th
Ooweeoo who are you bla bla blanco in a coupe
7th
Uzi out the roof raining bullets
Pew pew pew pew pew 7th
I get high off that ************* killa killa
Blanco ride like a ************* killa killa
Down to die for my ************* killa killa
My h*es they bi but they say I got that killa
Killa killa killa
Killa killa killa
Killa killa killa
Killa killa killa