Released: September 21, 2015
Songwriter: Scott Arceneaux Jr. Aristos Petrou
Producer: Budd Dwyer
[Verse 1: YUNG $CARECROW]
Been about a day since I bled in a pine bed
Get 'em full of dread when they find out that I’m dead
Body full of meds, mislead by a pill head
Fucking infrared cocked back, ready for the Feds
Triple six, triple six, rockin' an upside-down crucifix
Luminous lunatic, shredding the bodies
Oh no, I'm not new to this
Satanic bitches that fuck for the ritual
Spiritual visuals, fuckboys habitual
Talkin' that shit, you don’t know, bitch, don’t make me get physical
Walking 'round miserable, smoking that medical
Shoot up a bag of dope
Dependent on chemicals
I'm on a pedestal, neck hangin' from a rope
$carecrow the skeletal, fuck is acceptable?
I have no frontal lobe
[Verse 2: 7TH WARD DRAGON]
Bitch, you can never be the 7th Ward Dragon
Fuck NOPD and fuck JPPD, all the white flags flappin'
Ruby da Cherry, what will he do to me? I can't even imagine
Ridin' in a monster truck, AK tucked
47 shots is what the AK pump
I be that lakefront punk with a vacant trunk
Take some when the bass bump
Then I wait for them at the bottom of the pit
You'll be comin' out the fucking bottom of my pit, that's pitbull shit
Red blood drippin' off my fucking pitbull's lips
Triple the digits of six
Six days went by, on the seventh day, I shine
7th Ward diamond minds illuminated by divine signs
Painted by my mind's eye, blankets lyin' on a fine dime
Bitch, I'm naked and I might die
Been about a day since I bled in a pine bed
Get 'em full of dread when they find out that I’m dead
Body full of meds, mislead by a pill head
Fucking infrared cocked back, ready for the Feds
Triple six, triple six, rockin' an upside-down crucifix
Luminous lunatic, shredding the bodies
Oh no, I'm not new to this
Satanic bitches that fuck for the ritual
Spiritual visuals, fuckboys habitual
Talkin' that shit, you don’t know, bitch, don’t make me get physical
Walking 'round miserable, smoking that medical
Shoot up a bag of dope
Dependent on chemicals
I'm on a pedestal, neck hangin' from a rope
$carecrow the skeletal, fuck is acceptable?
I have no frontal lobe
[Verse 2: 7TH WARD DRAGON]
Bitch, you can never be the 7th Ward Dragon
Fuck NOPD and fuck JPPD, all the white flags flappin'
Ruby da Cherry, what will he do to me? I can't even imagine
Ridin' in a monster truck, AK tucked
47 shots is what the AK pump
I be that lakefront punk with a vacant trunk
Take some when the bass bump
Then I wait for them at the bottom of the pit
You'll be comin' out the fucking bottom of my pit, that's pitbull shit
Red blood drippin' off my fucking pitbull's lips
Triple the digits of six
Six days went by, on the seventh day, I shine
7th Ward diamond minds illuminated by divine signs
Painted by my mind's eye, blankets lyin' on a fine dime
Bitch, I'm naked and I might die
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