$leep Walk lyrics

[Verse 1: RUBY DA CHERRY]
I be at the bottom of the ocean, on the floor
I don't float, 'cause I'm wearing too much gold 'round my throat
Look at me glow
Can't even see out my eyes anymore
Hood up, and I'm ready to go
Slicin' my way, b*tch, I'm icing my chain
Let it cool off, because it just came out the flame
Insane is the claim, and yeah, chaos the click
Lay off my style, b*tch, go lay in a ditch
Catch me a f*ckboy, and give him to $lick
He's so used to this sh*t
Yeah, he know a good spot
Right around 666 o'clock, got another drop
So I flock to the dock, tie a f*cking knot
Flyswat in your body rotting in the f*ckin' yacht
Got to mop up the slop, to get rid of the snow
'Cause that's what bring the cops
Spraying that Tommy all over your cell
And now $lick keep on asking me
"How do you spell, 'Welcome to Hell'?"
I told him, "go kill yourself!"
Then I threw his body in the motherf*cking swell
(Then I threw his body in the motherf*cking swell—)
Uh!
["Sleep Walk" Interlude]

[Verse 2: TONY WITH THE TOMMY]
Yung Slenderman, get the cash when I can
Got a pint for the low, and a bag of them xans
Lo-fi shawty, come and die for me
Shoot a motherf*cker, I'm that Tommy-gripping Tony
Yung Camcorder, I'm a internet explorer
Die for fun, getting high off of torture
$witchblade $crim, smokin' on hemp
Every time I sold a bag, you know that motherf*cker skimp
Posted in the cut, hoe
Smoke a hunnid blunts, hoe
Very simple living, b*tch
Give a f*ck about gettin' rich
When I didn't have plays you wasn't on my di*k
Now a playa gettin' big, you all on my sh*t
Mark of Satan, Triple 6
Getting dope sick when I don't have drugs
Yung white boy with one gold slug
$uicide dreams like Kurt Cobain
When I teach a lesson, that Glock go bang
No servin' a purpose
Get pus*y for free when I know that you purchase
b*tch, I'm for certain
Murk a motherf*cker, now that's closed curtains