Spinal Fluuid Lyrics

I'm in the back

Dressed in all black

Prepared to attack

Don't play you get snatched

I'll slide with the guys

Your mans in the sky

His dreams on the street

Ain't no way he'd survive

'Cause if you bout it, then what's up

I'll have ya boys leaking spinal fluid

Someone help ya mans up

50 shots to ya body

I'm aiming from ya neck up

Ian here to play games,

Ian here to write statements

I'm just here to take names

Add 'em to the list of people that I might kill on a bad day

Fuck around, laid out, in yo driveway

The paramedics screaming "There's no heart rate"

I'm apathetic to the fact that your heart breaks

I don't feel shit

I just

I walk in the spot and I see an opp

But now he scared and he won't do shit

You thinking it's sweet til I rip out your tongue, look you in the eyes and then feed you it

You talkin gansta on the internet

But here playa, we ain't inta that

Crossfire now he down bad

I shoot first, i don't bust back

After this, he ain't coming back

Quick pussy, where yo gun at

Why you hanging where the thugs at

Yo homies house rats

Stealing where you rest at

Meet the steel, that's where you'll rest at

Forever slumped inside the cadillac

Rest in peace

'Cause he ain't coming back

It's TSF

By the red and black

Now you got something to say

When we was in school, you thought you was cool

But now you thuggin's whatchu say

Nah homie, Ian buying what you preach

You ain't living what you teach

I'll bend yo' bitch over, her memory in the sheets

Sad boi with a savage streak

Angel soul in the devil's keep

But let me just paint you a picture

Image me rolling you up in a swisher

Recalling yo eyes

Your soul became mine

I'll light this one up and keep counting these figyas

But let me just paint you a picture

Image me rolling you up in a swisher

Your body will seize

That's music to me

You got 30 more minutes of playtime with Fe

I'm in the back

Dressed in all black

Prepared to attack

Don't play you get snatched

I'll slide with the guys

Your mans in the sky

His dreams on the street

Ain't no way he'd survive

'Cause if you bout it, then what's up

I'll have ya boys leaking spinal fluid

Someone help ya mans up

50 shots to ya body

I'm aiming from ya neck up

'Cause you won't make this out alive

Say that you smokin' my clique

I hope you enjoy the high

It's guaranteed that you will die

I ain't spinning back

I'll watch him as he dies

And catch yo homie by surprise

In his bed

And make him watch his mama cry

Pistol whip him if he testifies

Now they traumatized

God damn

I'm out in the fit

I'm out wit cha bitch

I'm out with the family

Out with the sticks

Don't play, you aint kin to me

You can get hit

Play wimme you can get hit

I'm aiming for trauma, I'm fully equipped

You'll fuck up ya life just by talking some shit

'Cause you now playing with somebody that Death has refused to commit

Slide past slow, loaded in the subie, stealing yo chick

This a drive-by bro, we bumping new 7ELIX - you heard of that shit

They'll remember me tho, that's my phone ringing I know it's yo bitch

I'm in the back

Dressed in all black

Prepared to attack

Don't play you get snatched

I'll slide with the guys

Your mans in the sky

His dreams on the street

Ain't no way he'd survive

'Cause if you bout it, then what's up

I'll have ya boys leaking spinal fluid

Someone help ya mans up

50 shots to ya body

I'm aiming from ya neck up