SDotBraddy, Pouya, Denzel Curry - IndigoB lyrics

Ronny J, listen up it's WarBucks, bitches

Call my homie up
Pick him up in the pickup truck
Four in the mornin'
On top of that it started stormin'
And we had a ho in the trunk
She drunk as fuck
Don't even know if she breathin'
But, really
I don't give a fuck 'cause I already fucked
Passed her to my homie
Took advantage of her body
'Cause she nothing but a slut (Yuh)
Started trappin' so we drove a little faster
No concern about the po-po, four more blocks
Then we dare run the red lights
In a dead night not a car in sight
Think I might do the whole dash
Red and blue light but I skid on his ass
(Yuh)
Hands in the purse and I took all her cash
She won't even know 'cause she so fuckin' bad
Then I made a right turn on the street
As we creep, take a peep through the window
And I see that this car was followin' me
But I guess it's in my mind
Felt a chill down my spine
As the time rewinds
We stop on the block, unlock the door
Everybody hop out

Told the ho
"Get out" 'til I see that mothafucka
Dressed in all-black ski mask
Choppa hangin' out
The mothafuckin' window all-black vento
The fear read his eyes that
Told me he was simple
He pointed to shoot the choppa but lethally
I tried to stop him from
Gettin' hit by the bullets
My body shot up like a blocka
Three shots pressed through my back
My first shot was a choppa
So I did but that nigga with a choppa, yeah
He slipped now this coward is up in my face
African-American, unfortunately
It had to be the race
Looked him in his eyes and told
Him to pull the trigger
That nigga didn't say shit
Goddamn that fool figured
Go 'head and shoot me, nigga, my nigga
I ain't shit
And you havin' second thoughts, my nigga
You ain't shit if you gon' take my life
Then go 'head and pull the trigger
But you not a cold killer
You a lost-ass nigga

Ski mask resembles the fables of Edgar Allan
But a nigga still poor, my piece is still
But the still of the peace means
WarBucks for the love of dinero
Robber, when you face the heat
Civilized travel is proper
Getaway clean but half you
Sleepin' with Oscar
That's a Shark Tale, what do I smell?
Blood, but not Piru
Radio plays the deadliest haikus
When I rest and I stumble to
The cars dead piss point
Said a needle and a knife and a tech
One to your eye and one to your chest
Might as well blow your heart to your neck
So
Can you see, world? I'ma leave a nigga wet
Can you see, world? I'ma leave a nigga wet
Now my name is Leroy
Steves about to get my decoy
That's IndigoB in the back of the pickup
Sticks on deck so why not pick the chick up?
Talkin' 'bout the niggas hittin' licks
Don't get up
Don't give a fuck so, nigga, it's a stickup
Yeah, nigga, it's a stick-up
Yeah, nigga, it's a stick-up

Ayo, give me yo' money, give me yo' chain
Nigga, give me yo' shoes and yo' socks
My nigga
Three hundred and thirty-three times two
Nigga if you don't give me yo' shit
That's the mothafuckin' Glock
Cold bullets all day, nigga ayo, Steve
Go get Indigo so we can
Get the fuck outta here
Let's get the fuck outta here