Saint George - Schedule II lyrics

[Hook] I ain't scared to die, I got nothing to lose Off them schedule two's, I be off them schedule two's I'm f**ing with your b**h but I ain't f**ing with your crew Off them schedule II's, I be off them schedule II's [Verse 1] I'm 'bout that all black, hoods up Candles in the woods stuff Nose well adept at process-handling that good stuff And I been up a couple weeks at least, doing some hood stuff Without sleep, sometimes I don't eat I just do good d** Imbibing kind of quality alcohols anonymously Posted in the back ingesting pressies like it's '93 And I ought to be impressed by the ecstasy my connect has had He ought to get a gold medal for that sh** he peddling Lately I been meddling in witchcraft Unsettling depictions of black ma** and fat a**, promethazine You better know I'm better than, any of your bretheren See any men I deaded them, machete boy beheaded them I been about heavy medicine since i was nine or ten And i would wake at eight or nine AM and let the devil in He settled in, now I thank my skeletons for benjamins But keep 'em locked in storage I ain't trying to catch a felony [Hook] [Verse 2] Them schedule two's got me wired, high adrenaline, perspire Metal in your insides and flesh between my incisors I recommend silence, you not tryna coincide with the sides of my knife, or the size of my dick I get busy as a bee on my bike grips Black cat walk across your path in moonlight sh** Really run a tight ship, really got a dice b**h Got a lot of swag, I own a lot of nice sh** So like, dude, don't look at my girl unless you trying to die And like, don't look at my shoes unless you trying to die Don't ask me about my tattoos unless you trying to die You wack backpack rap a** friendzone loser [Interlude] Yeah, so take me to your dealer please I'm looking for some pills, and someone who can tie me up and take my dick out [Hook]