Sunshine Christo, Ric$terrrr, Jug301 - #LIFE (6:3 REMIX) #DEATH lyrics
[Sunshine Christo, Ric$terrrr, Jug301 - #LIFE 6:3 REMIX #DEATH lyrics]
This music shit is easy
My girl says I'm tweaking
Travis Scott the opps
Make sure they ain't breathing
The reason you're so broke is cause
You spend all day tweeting
I don't need a reason
I hear a beat and then I start to rap
Working on music distracts me
From having a relapse
Working music helps me relax
If we ever beefed leave that shit in the past
This music shit is easy
My girl says I'm tweaking
Travis Scott the opps
Make sure they aren't breathing
It's really Astroworld
Send them all into the sky
As long as I'm making monеy
I don't really care who dies
Said I'd do a song with you, ha, I liеd
Christo lied and then she cried
But I don't care, don't waste my time
Yeah
Insert a Ric$terrrr verse about
About right now
Fake as fuck fake as fuck you couldn’t see
Always judging pressing me
None of that shit don’t impress me
Ya blind as hell you need
That fuckin' DMT DMT DMT
Blasting pressure to the dome with
The bowls of THC
Too much hate I’m too much glee
Gemini, Gemini balance beam
Fake as fuck you couldn’t see
Fake as fuck you couldn’t see
Balanced out that energy
Bitch I’m focused on the G’s
Synergy Imma glow up with the team
Bitch I shine damn you green
Cast a spell hex ya ass
With that Goddamn wizardry
With that Goddamn wizardry
Candy flipping off that acid & these beans
Off these beans Imma ghost
I'm a banshee when I scream
Down the hallways In your
Dreams echoing echoing echoing
No leadership y’all following
I lead the squad to Victory
Why y’all hate on Ricsterrrr
Got no reason it's a mystery
Scooby snacks & smokin' trees
Shit bout to get real dirty
Rest in peace, shroomhead life is too grimy
COVID crimewave, a crime spree
Big ass stick leave him on his back
That boy was a bid, that's why he a pack
Full metal jacket you straight off the map
My bro in the trap and he cooking up crack
Was hitting them licks straight back to back
I'm on the paper route
I ain't never look back
Roll up a Dutch, this that Steven pack
I was out back serving them packs
Got expelled from my school
Like nigga fuck that
Big compact do a nigga like Jack
If you acting big lil bruh you get jacked
No conversation, yeah you getting smacked
My name must be Nordstrom the way I get racks
Big ass nine, bullet knock off his hat
My girl says I'm tweaking
Travis Scott the opps
Make sure they ain't breathing
The reason you're so broke is cause
You spend all day tweeting
I don't need a reason
I hear a beat and then I start to rap
Working on music distracts me
From having a relapse
Working music helps me relax
If we ever beefed leave that shit in the past
This music shit is easy
My girl says I'm tweaking
Travis Scott the opps
Make sure they aren't breathing
It's really Astroworld
Send them all into the sky
As long as I'm making monеy
I don't really care who dies
Said I'd do a song with you, ha, I liеd
Christo lied and then she cried
But I don't care, don't waste my time
Yeah
Insert a Ric$terrrr verse about
About right now
Fake as fuck fake as fuck you couldn’t see
Always judging pressing me
None of that shit don’t impress me
Ya blind as hell you need
That fuckin' DMT DMT DMT
Blasting pressure to the dome with
The bowls of THC
Too much hate I’m too much glee
Gemini, Gemini balance beam
Fake as fuck you couldn’t see
Fake as fuck you couldn’t see
Balanced out that energy
Bitch I’m focused on the G’s
Synergy Imma glow up with the team
Bitch I shine damn you green
Cast a spell hex ya ass
With that Goddamn wizardry
With that Goddamn wizardry
Candy flipping off that acid & these beans
Off these beans Imma ghost
I'm a banshee when I scream
Down the hallways In your
Dreams echoing echoing echoing
No leadership y’all following
I lead the squad to Victory
Why y’all hate on Ricsterrrr
Got no reason it's a mystery
Scooby snacks & smokin' trees
Shit bout to get real dirty
Rest in peace, shroomhead life is too grimy
COVID crimewave, a crime spree
Big ass stick leave him on his back
That boy was a bid, that's why he a pack
Full metal jacket you straight off the map
My bro in the trap and he cooking up crack
Was hitting them licks straight back to back
I'm on the paper route
I ain't never look back
Roll up a Dutch, this that Steven pack
I was out back serving them packs
Got expelled from my school
Like nigga fuck that
Big compact do a nigga like Jack
If you acting big lil bruh you get jacked
No conversation, yeah you getting smacked
My name must be Nordstrom the way I get racks
Big ass nine, bullet knock off his hat