Suicideboys, Shakewell - Went to rehab and all I got was this lousy T-Shirt

$uicideboy$, Shakewell - Went to rehab and all I got was this lousy T-Shirt

Glock is tucked but the choppa ain't and I'm aiming for the horizon (Raa-raa-raa)
Fully automatic scope this damage, I'ma [?] (Kill 'em all!)
Snort the residue [?] mix the cocaine with some roxy
Tears of blood, roll down my cheek
'Til I can feel my lips start whining (He, he, he, he)
Now the hoes [?] of lightning (Ohh)
Now all of the vultures surviving (Ohh)
So pick up the bones on the highway (Ohh)
Cover my face up in white paint (Ohh)
I need to hide, but no passing by
Police sirens give me a migrane (Ohh)
Bitch drinking all of the syrup
Yeah, I guess you could call me a lightweight (Ohh)

Hang in trucks with the Forgiatos
I got fully-autos on the nightstand (Grah-grah-grah)
Got a black car with the tippy .9
Swiss Uzi the Taliban
Thеse heavy hollows, turn to Sleepy Hollow
No time for sorrow, I'm thе black lamb (Baa)
From the badlands, outta Japan
He would strike lightning with his back hand, laying damn
I be that half-man demi-god
That's why they call me Zeus
Nah Olympus couldn't handle us
So I'm down with Hades pouring bigger juice
Got a hundred troops, we all take a sip (Woah)
Try the coupe top, let the choppa spit
When you ten toes, ain't no taking shit (Woah)
So I'ma spin the globe 'til there's nothing left

AR choppa hanging like a drip
Red paint and the tank full
Pull up tweaking off a lot of med
Glock17 shooting pre-maturely (Yeah, yeah)
I was pushing top in a hoodie
I be who the boys wanted to be
I'm who you avoid, that's the truth
20 kicking doors up in yeah
Grey be the flag
My diamonds they brag
I hop in the big body
Cancel me please, I'd rather be banned
Fuck all this rapping, I'd rather go scam
I'd rather get high, I'd rather go die
I'd rather just run and not even try
Revenge of my drac, pain in my eyes
Nail to the cross, burn me alive