Yung Plague - Limp Wri$t lyrics

[Verse 1: $witchblade $crim] 666 we like that sh** Roll that bud and light that spliff co*k it back one time, I bust f** all these b**hes, no hoes I trust b**h, I got that devil in me Murderous, I like them semi's Heard of us we smoke like chimneys Sipping codeine, ain't got no kidneys Running this sh** with some blood on my feet Suicide b**h, ain't no ho up in me Step on my scene I'ma put you to sleep They treat me like Jesus, they bow down to me It's that phonky flowing, mystic blowing Junkie, selling, robbing, k**ing Bodies stacking to the f**ing ceiling Weapon on me, ain't no concealing [Verse 2: Yung Plague] Pulling a name out the flame Call me Yung Plague Slitting my wrist with a blade I'm insane Murder my style You don't like it? Too bad because I'm k**ing myself anyway Got that rope around my neck now I'm ready to hang Keep on holding that tech I"m that target to spray Got an ocean of roaches and locusts approaching I'm hoping they don't think I'm Moses I'm sending them all to their graves Slitting 666 in my limp wrist, b**h Slitting 666 in my limp wrist, b**h Slitting 666 in my limp wrist, b**h Slitting 666 in my limp wrist, b**h