| Ruby casting shadows, looting fucking castles
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| Ruby got the bad hoes shaking like a graduating tassel
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| Uzi make it rattle, Gucci print, I fucking dabble
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| All these bitches fucking battle
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| Bitch, I’m fucking sunk at the bottom of a bottle
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| My problem’s too many blunts, so Ruby facing problems
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| $uicidal idol, rollin' blunts inside of broken bibles
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| Pussy boy, I popped him with the rifle
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| Grey the fucking title
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| Ridin' shotty with my shotty, smokin' next to Oddy
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| Caught a body in the lobby, then I emptied out my Tommy
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| I’m that grimy motherfucker with them sluggers in my luggage
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| Wavy like the ocean, sad emotions, get the notion?
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| Grey my territory, hoes know 'bout my story
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| «Scum» my category, fuck these hoes while in my glory
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| Sippin' on that purple, thanks to drugs I feel immortal
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| Jumpin' in and outta portals, looking like I’m Andy Warhol
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| Gaudy Pack Lord with three hoes up in my Ford
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| Codeine always poured when I’m in the 7th Ward |