Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Fog Remains, artist - Ramirez.
Date of issue: 03.03.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
The Fog Remains |
Bitch I let it rain blood, foot to snow |
The pussy boy’s don’t get no love |
Slapped on my hood and I show you what’s up |
A clique full of savages just out on the run |
Embodied by evil and toting the gun |
I lurk through the fog and I speak it in tounges |
Body is left on the click of the gun |
Under the bridges, where they’ll be hung |
We out on the West Side |
Where we riding the buckets |
And roll down the windows and hit with a drive-by |
All of my killers just stand on the sideline |
Ready to ride, and move through the night time |
Moving in just round a pound through the pipeline |
Fucking around and I take out your lifeline |
Think i’m a bitch, just check out my timeline |
Die for the realest, still repping the 5 9 |
Blazing the marks so close to my side |
My mission to kill them suckers and just die |
Wielding the blade and scorching the fire |
Lord of the phonk, |
Walking the water like I’m the messiah |
Singing the song that somebody cried |
Know that you scared I see you be spying |
All of my shooters are ready for hire |
Toting that Glock |
Messing my way through the flock |
Bodies will drop |
I will not be stopped |
You fuck with the wrong one I know you the opp |
My soul resurrected the devil just bought |
See you respecting my devilish ways |
Plotting up ways so I can get paid |
I can tell that you a bitch |
And I know you that a fucking stain hoe |