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My ambitions as a rider is to drive right off a fucking cliff Road stay froze in cold weather The $now Leopard don't even grip Floating in the ocean, rollercoastin', watch the fucking dip Pistol whip your fucking lips Split you with the fucking clip $Ui, $ui, $uicideboy, bitch $Lick the one who whips the brick Who am, who am I, boy? Slit your wrist, I'll add you to the list (Ruby does not exist) Raised by the schizos, right next to your bed when I tiptoe Ten-four, I'm the psycho, Michael Lights low till them guns make a light show Oz. Of the OG Fade away with the night breeze Black Glocks in the trunk Face a whole blunt, now I don't give a fuck I'm in the 7th rolling, car might be stolen Bitch, my carry's open, loc'ing, jocsing My blunt be swollen, always smoking I be that slave with the gold chain Ridin' in the getaway Throw another bitch away Fuck it, I'ma die today