Budd Dwyer - Flodgin' lyrics

[Verse 1: Lil Uzi the Anti-Christ] I want a superbly suicide $lick, he told me do or die I did it now I'm dead Didn't even have to use any lead Now my bed is soaked in blood Red stuff seeping out my head because I was thinking how I never have cheddar to shred Grey *59 put slime in your fine dime Met her in person She better in bed Grabbed my sweater and left Guess I spread her to d**h No more breath in her chest Just the sweat on her breasts Body stuffed in the trunk of my Vette Oddy Nuff got the shotty tucked up under his head Sloppy cuts on my neck Copy cats try to copy cuts Now they dead G*59 We trying to die f**ing shine because the flame keep burning bright Throw that body in the pile and call it a night [Verse 2: Yung $carecrow] SAMCRO with the blade get a mayhem vote Funny how the shade's never thrown when you broke Taking dope to the face then I turn to a ghost The haters, the b**hes, they come by the dozen The lying, the snitching, I'm never gonna f** with them p**y, you smell, like your homies been f**ing you Run up, get done up, I'm dreaming about cutting you It's the Yung Scarecrow with the ink on my body Got Oddy right behind me and he gripping that Tommy I got the shot and I'm aiming right to your f**ing dome Invasions in your home Hope you live alone No, I can't be f**ing with no mother f**ing lodgers That junkie mother f**er got prescriptions like a doctor Take 100 blunts to my mother f**ing face