Razur StaTiC

By ERIC NORTH

On RIOT_ANGEL

Released on November 4, 2017

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[Intro]

Okay

Better luck, fuck, my fists robust

Your bitch wanna fuck, she said you cuck

I cuff her wrist, might catch that buck

She suck this pipe and rust 'til dusk


[Chorus]

Your daughter slaughtered, pass her ass for lunch

I just pulled her panties out the trunk

Any nigga beefing get a punch

CIRE used Dark move, Crunch

Hopping out the motherfucking Beamer with a beam

I don't know the bitch but I make cream

She don't like a nigga 'til I'm feeding her a bean

She digest the mess to my scream

Everybody flocking, ain't nobody ever talking

When a nigga start a ruckus, everybody get stuck

They ain't never love me 'til I'm talkin' bout a pill

And now I gotta hide these lyrics so I'll just say "Fuck"

Their souls fall down pits

Eyes on predictable bitch

She done touched my spit

Ice, ice, ice, my wrist


[Bridge]

Got a problem? Let a xan talk

Can't speak, bitch? Let a xan talk

Can't feel shit? Let a xan talk

Y'all so robotic, I hate y'all

Got a problem? Let a xan talk

Can't speak, bitch? Let a xan talk

Can't feel shit? Let a xan talk

Y'all so robotic, I hate y'all

Got a problem? Let a xan talk

Can't speak, bitch? Let a xan talk

Can't feel shit? Let a xan talk

Y'all so robotic, I hate y'all

Got a problem? Let a xan talk

Can't speak, bitch? Let a xan talk

Can't feel shit? Let a xan talk

Y'all so robotic, I hate y'all

Fucker, fucker

Fucker, hahah, fucker

Yuh, Cire, hah


[Chorus]

Your daughter slaughtered, pass her ass for lunch

I just pulled her panties out the trunk

Any nigga beefing get a punch

Cire used dark move crunch

Hopping out the motherfucking Beamer with a beam

I don't know the bitch but I make cream

She don't like a nigga 'til I'm feeding her a bean

She digest the mess to my scream

Everybody flocking, ain't nobody ever talking

When a nigga start a ruckus, everybody get stuck

They ain't never love me 'til I'm talkin' bout a pill

And now I gotta hide these lyrics so I'll just say "Fuck"

Their souls fall down pits

Eyes on predictable bitch

She done touched my spit

Ice, ice, ice, my wrist