lirik lagu deadly grim - saint of the south
[intro: deadly grim]
[?]
mm
yuh
what, what, what, what
deadly’s back b~tch
let’s get it
[verse 1: lil goth saint]
catch me rolling downtown
b~tch you know i’m southbound
smoking up the woods, yeah i’m boutta roll another pound
pit bull, pounded hound
hundred years, fl!ck your ash right down on my motherf~cking mound
god is my savior, i don’t f~ck with triple six
but i still got you b~tches scared, so here’s a crucifix
count my money with my b~tch while you broke boys shouting “hit”
drop a song, watch the cl!cks
drop an album, might just dip, uh
got her in love with just the tip
all your money counterfeit
call my gang my f~cking clique
hit the blunt real quick
got her going crazy, got her spinning
you know she doing tricks on the d~ck, uh
heard you talking behind my back, boutta cause your demise
turn myself into a clone, put myself in disguise
music advertised
ride discrete, enterprise, uh
i don’t f~ck with fake people, had to cut off some ties
if you knew my life story, bet you’d be mindful
only way to get it to you is with a rifle, uh
asked the hoe if she trifle
pray to god everyday, might as well call me a disciple, uh
[bridge]
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[verse 2: lil goth saint]
stepping in the club, all the b~tches holler at
i’m the type to ride around with a big~ass dollar bag
told once, i’m deadly, two ways, but you know that
nicotine and caffeine all up in my stream
gave that b~tch some good d~ck, woke up, she thought it was a dream
i’m building back up my team
pulling up, make you scream
say i’m corny, check the theme
get out my face, b~tch
i already knew it was a motherf~cking scheme
methamphetamine blues
i’m pulling up, check the news
gotta get it to you
writing songs everyday, sitting back of class, writing that sh~t in school
i’m 6’1, you 5’2
just to get on my level you need a f~cking stool
my mouth is like a tool
my words make you look a fool
ghosting hoes, do what i gotta do, even if it’s cruel
got a b~tch in bed
i turn that sh~t straight into a motherf~cking pool
boutta wrap it up, but this ain’t no old deadly
not throwing out no stupid disses, only talk it in my celly
i once learned my lesson
write your name on a note, call you later, i got a holy blessing
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