(This was made exclusively for FTP)
Ruby, Ruby, Ruby
You don't fuckin' know me, bitch
(Pull the trigger, Budd Dwyer)
I'm tired of all these dudes
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Hmm, fuck your homies
(Ayy, haha)
Shut the fuck up and listen
(Ayy)

Five to the nine to the grey, such a clan of mistakes
I tried taking my life as a plan to escape
Never planned to get paid
All this cash in the bank got me laughin' maniacally
Gas in the tank, no more askin': Please hire me
Beggin': Don't fire me, sir, I'm so sorry I'm late
Now I am late when I wanna be, so I'm gonna be late
What the fuck's my name? I forgot it
What day is today? Drugs prey on my brain
Can't stop it, keep on poppin'
Oddy changed after the fame
Hahaha, bitch, I'm still the same piece of shit that you ignored in college
Yeah, yeah, yeah

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I swear to God, I hate every single one of you motherfuckers
(Second world, ahh)
Ayy, ayy

Double cup, drownin' my hurt (ah)
FTP all on my shirt (ah)
Told Zac': I need me a Perc' (ah)
Starship, I'm whippin' like Kirk (ah)
Might be off Addy and Xan (ah)
G*59 be the clan (ah)
Chew all my pills like my dad (ah)
Grab my dick: He-He, I'm bad (ah)
Fuck a stigma, I'm a drug addict
Mind missin' like Trump ballots
Empty the jacket out the ratchet
More guns than Barack's pallets
Mind missin' like Hey, found it
I'm too foul like Hey, count it
Shoutin' Grey like I'm autistic
So high, broke the laws of physics