RAMIREZ – LET ME BE STRUCK BY LIGHTNING lyrics

[Intro]
Triple six, triple six, triple six triple six
Triple six, triple six, triple six, smoked out
Triple six, triple six, triple six triple six
Triple six, triple six, triple six, smoked out
Triple six, triple six, triple six triple six
Triple six, triple six, triple six, smoked out
Triple six, triple six, triple six triple six
Triple six, triple six, triple six, smoked out
Triple six, triple six, triple six triple six
Triple six, triple six, triple six, smoked out

[Interlude]
"Worship that? Never!"
"Better to reign in hell than serve in heaven, is that it? "
"Why Not!? "
(There's a god in you)

[Verse 1]
G*59 bitch, better watch your back hoe
Gun clappin' body baggin'
Leave a busta on the flo'
Betting all of them fuck with a god
Waking me up fore' my son go (scope)
When I rage in hunger
Fucking the game and I'm using a rubber
Got that
Bitch I'm a beast
Levitating over the seat
Niggas be talkin' and runnin' they mouth
And don't even know what the fuck they see, ok
Foe foe with the row row
Nigga this your fucking lucky day
I'm with the whip with the shotgun seat
The devil's all in my head mane
Talking to demons I'm losing my mind
And I'm gripping the Glock and I cock it back
Pulling the trigger I'm rubbing my razors
I hang from the tree and you witness my pain
Don't give a fuck nigga creeping out the cut nigga
Rollin' through your fucking hood
I came to fuck shit up nigga (rah)


[Hook]
Triple six, triple six, triple six triple six
Triple six, triple six, triple six, smoked out
Triple six, triple six, triple six triple six
Triple six, triple six, triple six, smoked out
Triple six, triple six, triple six triple six
Triple six, triple six, triple six, smoked out
Triple six, triple six, triple six triple six
Triple six, triple six, triple six, smoked out
Triple six, triple six, triple six triple six
Triple six, triple six, triple six, smoked out
Triple six, triple six, triple six triple six
Triple six, triple six, triple six, smoked out