[Verse 1: Yung $carecrow]
I be that droopy mother f**er in a all black hoodie
Call up Ruby with the all black uzi
Smokin' on fruity, while I'm f**in' with a groupie
Grabbin' on her booty, call me Yung Hank Moody
Got the red in my eyes
Call me Yung October
People say my eyes low but I'm just tryna get them lower
All day smoker with a hate for being sober
Kyle Korver with the 3's, throw 'em up and get slumped
Black b**h sitting shotty, white girl in the trunk
Lil' weird mother f**er with some gold on my gums
Knuckin' and buckin', b**h, it's Grey 59
I'm flippin' and whippin' and dealin' for them dollar signs
[Verse 2: 7th Ward Dragon]
b**hes telling me that I got pretty eyes
But when that crescent turn into a full moon they roll in the back of my head
It ain't a pretty sight
59 shots in my twisty spine
2 screws in my f**ing ankle
I'd rather that than 2 nails in my f**ing wrist
I be that filthy Christ with a crown of barbed wire
Feeling tipsy off some sticky sprite
Roll the blunt
I'm lighting up some misty pine
Grey is the color of my f**ing skin
I ain't a white boy b**h
Dead is what I been
Wearing gold only cause I got to pay the reaper
I be the 7th Ward Dragon
f**ing fire breather