LTE

I be that skinny fiend sippin' lean, caffeine with codeine

I'm smoking nicotine, PCP

Pills in my cuisine

I'm fucking draped in suede, wrist dismayed

$uicide renegade

Pop a couple waves up in my grave, carvin' my skin with the blade

I don't fuck with squealers, known drug dealer

Stealer with the sealer

$lickity always wrecked, bitch, get checked

Grey*59 the set, chopper make 'em wet

Watch me flex, y'all just second best

Never second guess

Manifest, triple six 'till death






Ruby ain't my motherfucking true name

If I wrote it down, it would combust into a blue flame

Gloom gang banging, whole crew slain

Bodies in the suitcase, polo body bag full of bootlegs

Two-faced bitch, sick a duck

Got your bitch laying goose eggs

Two fangs growing, got a toothache

Tie me up like a shoe-string, let the noose hang

Out of my box, I need a new frame

Ruby da Cherry ain't got a pocket full of fruitcake

Bruce Wayne wannabe

Fuck with me, I'll probably give you somethin' free

Honeys surroundin' around me because I'm buzzin' like a fucking bumblebee

Most of my raps are fucking tongue-in-cheek

Fungus in my lungs, dungeon reeks of crumbling weed

Another day, another fee

Pile of fucking dirt you will find me underneath, yah, yah