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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Scott Arceneaux Jr.
Vocals
Aristos Petrou
Vocals
Budd Dwyer
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Scott Arceneaux Jr.
Songwriter
Aristos Petrou
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Budd Dwyer
Producer
Lyrics
(All of this pussy, the devil)
(Six, six, six)
(All of this pussy the devil, all of this cash the devil)
(All of this cash the devil, the devil, the devil)
(All of this lean is the devil, all of the pussy, the devil)
All of this pussy the devil, all of this cash is the devil
All of this ash is the devil, all of these pills is the devil
All of this lean is the devil, I won't go to heaven, nah
I won't go to heaven, nah, I won't go to heaven, nah
I won't go to heaven, nah, I won't go to heaven, nah
Bitch, I be that broke boy
Two scripts half-full make a full script, mean I'm runnin' out
Bitch, I be a ho toy, makin' two bad bitches bashful
Comin' out they nutshell, pass me the rag, fool
Bitch, I be that dope boy, smoke cash, ash snowin' on the broke glass
Throat slashed, now I got a blood-soaked rash
Go bash in a fuck boy's skull, wearin' no mask, toe tag
Make the rope last, don't ask
Uh, al-all of my vices the devil
Fuck all this nice shit, I meddle in murderous temptation
Roll up the windows, and push down the pedal
Burn a cigarette in my wrist, that 7th Ward shit
Fuck a bitch, then dip, no tint, gas tank on E
'64 Impala at the bottom of a cliff, bitch
All this heroin is the devil, all these Xanax is the devil
All of these murders the devil, all of these hoes is the devil
Bitch, I am the devil, the devil, and I can't go to heaven, nah
I can't go to heaven, nah, I can't go to heaven, nah
I can't go to heaven, nah, I can't go to heaven, nah
K-keepin' it packin' with a hunnid rounds
Keep them dead bodies all on the ground
Posted in Memphis, at Orange Mound
TA rollin' the loud when we come around
Smokin' and drinkin', I ain't never thinkin'
Poppin' 'em pills 'til I'm under the cement
666, smokin' that reefer, if you lookin' for dope, ho, I got it for cheaper
New Orleans crypt keeper, the killer, the creeper
Believe me that demons are real once you see us
Fuck boys wanna be us, the hoes wanna please us
Ask in yo' city, they'll tell you I'm Jesus
The motherfuckin' Antichrist, $uicide, we anti-life
Bitch, don't make me tell you twice
That I can't go to heaven, nah
Writer(s): Aristos Petrou, Scott Arcenaux
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