Hot Razor
๐ต 3239 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:19 duration
๐ ID: 2219998
๐ Lyrics
(Like-, alright, okay)
(My life would be so shit)
(Playas never dou-)
(It's a smash!)
(You did good, $lick)
I'm with that fuck shit
Pull up, we get buck quick
My hoe down like Faye but
Sometimes she can be a dumb bitch
Out here since a young jit
Nitrous got my lungs lit
Wake up from a blackout
Getting head while I'm in Publix (ri-, ri-)
Ridin' through the hood like, "What it do?"
Prolly off a pill or two
Pulled that .44 out
They start talkin' like they Scooby Doo
Mobbing with my potnahs
We pop in, no knocking
Nod- Nod- Nodding off that dope and
For dessert just ate Neurontin
Hit a stain, make a name
For a lame TikTok
Northside, Grey the gang
2nd World, Eastern Bloc
I might rock it off the flock
I might rock it off Apache
I might fuck up on that bitch
If she got a pack of Plan B (mane, show you)
How that Glock work
Show you how to pop first
White trash, young man
Mop 'em up like Joe Dirt
My hoe like her throat hurt
Suck it for a nip tuck
That bitch tried to tell me that I'm sick
So what that make her?
I just bought some land off my LAL
Kilo of some GLD
Still the same mane
Gripping AKs, wearing FTP
Paint 'em like an NFT
Got them scripts, no PhD
My bitch brain insane
But she only got her GED
Gang coast to coast
Yea, I know me a few robbers
Dope game farm to table
Ain't no fent' up in my product
"Huh, bruh, damn son"
"Who the fuck raised you?"
Cutthroats and them savages
How you think I got this name, boo? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I could show you how to get it poppin'
Ruby da Cherry ain't got no option
All these hoes keep fuckin' flockin'
All these hoes tryna gimme noggin
Snort a line of heron
Then tell her she way too toxic
Yeah, I'm slidin' on these bitches
Like my feet were made for moppin' (I- I-)
I can't stop it if I wanted to
Glock up in my foreign coupรฉ
Scrapin' up the concrete
S500 on them 22's
Motorola phone
When I'm dialing up my potnah
Think I'm being followed
By a fed in an unmarked Impala
Skrilla squalla what I'm after
I get money, hoe, by any means
Pa- Pa- Paper chasin' every day
I keep them rocks up in my cleats
Cut me with some scissors
You gon' see how much I fuckin' bleed
But I'll come back with fucking tanks
And blow yo' shit to smithereens
Blick on me, clique on me
G59 the fuckin' set
$uicide 'til death
I'll yell it pokin' out my fuckin' chest
Live from the 5
Put the 0 behind the 4
Make a point before the numbers
Just to let you bitches know
I- I- I got five killas and they all
Down to fuckin' ride
I can call on any of 'em if you
Down to fuckin' die
Walk it how I talk it, bitch, and
I ain't got no fuckin' lisp
Whisper my forbidden name and
Give my hand a fuckin' kiss (out- out-)
Out the mud, out the mist
Ruby take the form of shadows
Follow me back to the gates of hell
We regroup at the gallows
I can smell the scent of blood and
I can smell the scent of piss
Leave ya' body rottin'
Lock ya' soul up in the black abyss
Bli- Bli- Blick on me, clique on me
G59 the fuckin' set
$uicide 'til death
I'll yell it pokin' out my fuckin' chest
Blick on me, clique on me
G59 the fuckin' set (No- No- No-)
Northside, Grey the gang
2nd World, Eastern Bloc
Northside, Grey the gang
2nd World, Eastern Bloc ($ui- $ui-)
$uicide 'til death
I'll yell it pokin' out my fuckin' chest
(My life would be so shit)
(Playas never dou-)
(It's a smash!)
(You did good, $lick)
I'm with that fuck shit
Pull up, we get buck quick
My hoe down like Faye but
Sometimes she can be a dumb bitch
Out here since a young jit
Nitrous got my lungs lit
Wake up from a blackout
Getting head while I'm in Publix (ri-, ri-)
Ridin' through the hood like, "What it do?"
Prolly off a pill or two
Pulled that .44 out
They start talkin' like they Scooby Doo
Mobbing with my potnahs
We pop in, no knocking
Nod- Nod- Nodding off that dope and
For dessert just ate Neurontin
Hit a stain, make a name
For a lame TikTok
Northside, Grey the gang
2nd World, Eastern Bloc
I might rock it off the flock
I might rock it off Apache
I might fuck up on that bitch
If she got a pack of Plan B (mane, show you)
How that Glock work
Show you how to pop first
White trash, young man
Mop 'em up like Joe Dirt
My hoe like her throat hurt
Suck it for a nip tuck
That bitch tried to tell me that I'm sick
So what that make her?
I just bought some land off my LAL
Kilo of some GLD
Still the same mane
Gripping AKs, wearing FTP
Paint 'em like an NFT
Got them scripts, no PhD
My bitch brain insane
But she only got her GED
Gang coast to coast
Yea, I know me a few robbers
Dope game farm to table
Ain't no fent' up in my product
"Huh, bruh, damn son"
"Who the fuck raised you?"
Cutthroats and them savages
How you think I got this name, boo? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I could show you how to get it poppin'
Ruby da Cherry ain't got no option
All these hoes keep fuckin' flockin'
All these hoes tryna gimme noggin
Snort a line of heron
Then tell her she way too toxic
Yeah, I'm slidin' on these bitches
Like my feet were made for moppin' (I- I-)
I can't stop it if I wanted to
Glock up in my foreign coupรฉ
Scrapin' up the concrete
S500 on them 22's
Motorola phone
When I'm dialing up my potnah
Think I'm being followed
By a fed in an unmarked Impala
Skrilla squalla what I'm after
I get money, hoe, by any means
Pa- Pa- Paper chasin' every day
I keep them rocks up in my cleats
Cut me with some scissors
You gon' see how much I fuckin' bleed
But I'll come back with fucking tanks
And blow yo' shit to smithereens
Blick on me, clique on me
G59 the fuckin' set
$uicide 'til death
I'll yell it pokin' out my fuckin' chest
Live from the 5
Put the 0 behind the 4
Make a point before the numbers
Just to let you bitches know
I- I- I got five killas and they all
Down to fuckin' ride
I can call on any of 'em if you
Down to fuckin' die
Walk it how I talk it, bitch, and
I ain't got no fuckin' lisp
Whisper my forbidden name and
Give my hand a fuckin' kiss (out- out-)
Out the mud, out the mist
Ruby take the form of shadows
Follow me back to the gates of hell
We regroup at the gallows
I can smell the scent of blood and
I can smell the scent of piss
Leave ya' body rottin'
Lock ya' soul up in the black abyss
Bli- Bli- Blick on me, clique on me
G59 the fuckin' set
$uicide 'til death
I'll yell it pokin' out my fuckin' chest
Blick on me, clique on me
G59 the fuckin' set (No- No- No-)
Northside, Grey the gang
2nd World, Eastern Bloc
Northside, Grey the gang
2nd World, Eastern Bloc ($ui- $ui-)
$uicide 'til death
I'll yell it pokin' out my fuckin' chest
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:03.24] (Like-, alright, okay)
[00:04.79] (My life would be so shit)
[00:05.54] (Playas never dou-)
[00:09.54] (It's a smash!)
[00:14.40] (You did good, $lick)
[00:18.40] I'm with that fuck shit
[00:19.75] Pull up, we get buck quick
[00:21.35] My hoe down like Faye but
[00:22.32] Sometimes she can be a dumb bitch
[00:24.43] Out here since a young jit
[00:26.07] Nitrous got my lungs lit
[00:27.66] Wake up from a blackout
[00:28.86] Getting head while I'm in Publix (ri-, ri-)
[00:30.70] Ridin' through the hood like, "What it do?"
[00:33.07] Prolly off a pill or two
[00:34.61] Pulled that .44 out
[00:35.89] They start talkin' like they Scooby Doo
[00:37.87] Mobbing with my potnahs
[00:39.48] We pop in, no knocking
[00:40.57] Nod- Nod- Nodding off that dope and
[00:42.12] For dessert just ate Neurontin
[00:43.72] Hit a stain, make a name
[00:45.38] For a lame TikTok
[00:46.96] Northside, Grey the gang
[00:48.55] 2nd World, Eastern Bloc
[00:50.06] I might rock it off the flock
[00:51.62] I might rock it off Apache
[00:53.36] I might fuck up on that bitch
[00:54.98] If she got a pack of Plan B (mane, show you)
[00:56.47] How that Glock work
[00:57.56] Show you how to pop first
[00:59.14] White trash, young man
[01:00.75] Mop 'em up like Joe Dirt
[01:02.30] My hoe like her throat hurt
[01:03.98] Suck it for a nip tuck
[01:05.55] That bitch tried to tell me that I'm sick
[01:07.19] So what that make her?
[01:08.63] I just bought some land off my LAL
[01:11.09] Kilo of some GLD
[01:12.62] Still the same mane
[01:13.76] Gripping AKs, wearing FTP
[01:15.75] Paint 'em like an NFT
[01:17.36] Got them scripts, no PhD
[01:18.93] My bitch brain insane
[01:20.06] But she only got her GED
[01:22.03] Gang coast to coast
[01:23.22] Yea, I know me a few robbers
[01:25.14] Dope game farm to table
[01:26.40] Ain't no fent' up in my product
[01:28.30] "Huh, bruh, damn son"
[01:29.91] "Who the fuck raised you?"
[01:31.53] Cutthroats and them savages
[01:32.63] How you think I got this name, boo? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[01:34.40] I could show you how to get it poppin'
[01:36.28] Ruby da Cherry ain't got no option
[01:37.88] All these hoes keep fuckin' flockin'
[01:39.46] All these hoes tryna gimme noggin
[01:41.01] Snort a line of heron
[01:42.14] Then tell her she way too toxic
[01:43.74] Yeah, I'm slidin' on these bitches
[01:45.37] Like my feet were made for moppin' (I- I-)
[01:46.99] I can't stop it if I wanted to
[01:48.88] Glock up in my foreign coupรฉ
[01:50.51] Scrapin' up the concrete
[01:51.80] S500 on them 22's
[01:53.77] Motorola phone
[01:54.84] When I'm dialing up my potnah
[01:56.39] Think I'm being followed
[01:57.69] By a fed in an unmarked Impala
[01:59.53] Skrilla squalla what I'm after
[02:01.10] I get money, hoe, by any means
[02:02.97] Pa- Pa- Paper chasin' every day
[02:04.49] I keep them rocks up in my cleats
[02:06.38] Cut me with some scissors
[02:07.49] You gon' see how much I fuckin' bleed
[02:09.25] But I'll come back with fucking tanks
[02:10.81] And blow yo' shit to smithereens
[02:12.51] Blick on me, clique on me
[02:14.19] G59 the fuckin' set
[02:15.72] $uicide 'til death
[02:16.82] I'll yell it pokin' out my fuckin' chest
[02:18.90] Live from the 5
[02:20.13] Put the 0 behind the 4
[02:21.75] Make a point before the numbers
[02:23.20] Just to let you bitches know
[02:24.63] I- I- I got five killas and they all
[02:26.82] Down to fuckin' ride
[02:28.05] I can call on any of 'em if you
[02:29.93] Down to fuckin' die
[02:31.17] Walk it how I talk it, bitch, and
[02:32.71] I ain't got no fuckin' lisp
[02:34.39] Whisper my forbidden name and
[02:35.95] Give my hand a fuckin' kiss (out- out-)
[02:37.59] Out the mud, out the mist
[02:39.09] Ruby take the form of shadows
[02:41.06] Follow me back to the gates of hell
[02:42.44] We regroup at the gallows
[02:44.15] I can smell the scent of blood and
[02:45.74] I can smell the scent of piss
[02:47.35] Leave ya' body rottin'
[02:48.49] Lock ya' soul up in the black abyss
[02:50.56]
[02:56.45] Bli- Bli- Blick on me, clique on me
[02:58.31] G59 the fuckin' set
[02:59.97] $uicide 'til death
[03:01.02] I'll yell it pokin' out my fuckin' chest
[03:03.12] Blick on me, clique on me
[03:04.74] G59 the fuckin' set (No- No- No-)
[03:06.36] Northside, Grey the gang
[03:07.78] 2nd World, Eastern Bloc
[03:09.49] Northside, Grey the gang
[03:10.99] 2nd World, Eastern Bloc ($ui- $ui-)
[03:12.53] $uicide 'til death
[03:13.62] I'll yell it pokin' out my fuckin' chest
[03:15.78]
[00:04.79] (My life would be so shit)
[00:05.54] (Playas never dou-)
[00:09.54] (It's a smash!)
[00:14.40] (You did good, $lick)
[00:18.40] I'm with that fuck shit
[00:19.75] Pull up, we get buck quick
[00:21.35] My hoe down like Faye but
[00:22.32] Sometimes she can be a dumb bitch
[00:24.43] Out here since a young jit
[00:26.07] Nitrous got my lungs lit
[00:27.66] Wake up from a blackout
[00:28.86] Getting head while I'm in Publix (ri-, ri-)
[00:30.70] Ridin' through the hood like, "What it do?"
[00:33.07] Prolly off a pill or two
[00:34.61] Pulled that .44 out
[00:35.89] They start talkin' like they Scooby Doo
[00:37.87] Mobbing with my potnahs
[00:39.48] We pop in, no knocking
[00:40.57] Nod- Nod- Nodding off that dope and
[00:42.12] For dessert just ate Neurontin
[00:43.72] Hit a stain, make a name
[00:45.38] For a lame TikTok
[00:46.96] Northside, Grey the gang
[00:48.55] 2nd World, Eastern Bloc
[00:50.06] I might rock it off the flock
[00:51.62] I might rock it off Apache
[00:53.36] I might fuck up on that bitch
[00:54.98] If she got a pack of Plan B (mane, show you)
[00:56.47] How that Glock work
[00:57.56] Show you how to pop first
[00:59.14] White trash, young man
[01:00.75] Mop 'em up like Joe Dirt
[01:02.30] My hoe like her throat hurt
[01:03.98] Suck it for a nip tuck
[01:05.55] That bitch tried to tell me that I'm sick
[01:07.19] So what that make her?
[01:08.63] I just bought some land off my LAL
[01:11.09] Kilo of some GLD
[01:12.62] Still the same mane
[01:13.76] Gripping AKs, wearing FTP
[01:15.75] Paint 'em like an NFT
[01:17.36] Got them scripts, no PhD
[01:18.93] My bitch brain insane
[01:20.06] But she only got her GED
[01:22.03] Gang coast to coast
[01:23.22] Yea, I know me a few robbers
[01:25.14] Dope game farm to table
[01:26.40] Ain't no fent' up in my product
[01:28.30] "Huh, bruh, damn son"
[01:29.91] "Who the fuck raised you?"
[01:31.53] Cutthroats and them savages
[01:32.63] How you think I got this name, boo? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[01:34.40] I could show you how to get it poppin'
[01:36.28] Ruby da Cherry ain't got no option
[01:37.88] All these hoes keep fuckin' flockin'
[01:39.46] All these hoes tryna gimme noggin
[01:41.01] Snort a line of heron
[01:42.14] Then tell her she way too toxic
[01:43.74] Yeah, I'm slidin' on these bitches
[01:45.37] Like my feet were made for moppin' (I- I-)
[01:46.99] I can't stop it if I wanted to
[01:48.88] Glock up in my foreign coupรฉ
[01:50.51] Scrapin' up the concrete
[01:51.80] S500 on them 22's
[01:53.77] Motorola phone
[01:54.84] When I'm dialing up my potnah
[01:56.39] Think I'm being followed
[01:57.69] By a fed in an unmarked Impala
[01:59.53] Skrilla squalla what I'm after
[02:01.10] I get money, hoe, by any means
[02:02.97] Pa- Pa- Paper chasin' every day
[02:04.49] I keep them rocks up in my cleats
[02:06.38] Cut me with some scissors
[02:07.49] You gon' see how much I fuckin' bleed
[02:09.25] But I'll come back with fucking tanks
[02:10.81] And blow yo' shit to smithereens
[02:12.51] Blick on me, clique on me
[02:14.19] G59 the fuckin' set
[02:15.72] $uicide 'til death
[02:16.82] I'll yell it pokin' out my fuckin' chest
[02:18.90] Live from the 5
[02:20.13] Put the 0 behind the 4
[02:21.75] Make a point before the numbers
[02:23.20] Just to let you bitches know
[02:24.63] I- I- I got five killas and they all
[02:26.82] Down to fuckin' ride
[02:28.05] I can call on any of 'em if you
[02:29.93] Down to fuckin' die
[02:31.17] Walk it how I talk it, bitch, and
[02:32.71] I ain't got no fuckin' lisp
[02:34.39] Whisper my forbidden name and
[02:35.95] Give my hand a fuckin' kiss (out- out-)
[02:37.59] Out the mud, out the mist
[02:39.09] Ruby take the form of shadows
[02:41.06] Follow me back to the gates of hell
[02:42.44] We regroup at the gallows
[02:44.15] I can smell the scent of blood and
[02:45.74] I can smell the scent of piss
[02:47.35] Leave ya' body rottin'
[02:48.49] Lock ya' soul up in the black abyss
[02:50.56]
[02:56.45] Bli- Bli- Blick on me, clique on me
[02:58.31] G59 the fuckin' set
[02:59.97] $uicide 'til death
[03:01.02] I'll yell it pokin' out my fuckin' chest
[03:03.12] Blick on me, clique on me
[03:04.74] G59 the fuckin' set (No- No- No-)
[03:06.36] Northside, Grey the gang
[03:07.78] 2nd World, Eastern Bloc
[03:09.49] Northside, Grey the gang
[03:10.99] 2nd World, Eastern Bloc ($ui- $ui-)
[03:12.53] $uicide 'til death
[03:13.62] I'll yell it pokin' out my fuckin' chest
[03:15.78]