Littleshade - Marlon Brando's Eyes

{intro}
Cruisin with a blade, it's like stabbing, stabbing
No regrets, oh wait, fuckboy on my way
Better be wise before death

Littlecartel bitch

{verse 1}
Cruisin with a blade, it's like stabbing, stabbing
No regrets, oh wait, fuckboy on my way
Better be wise before death
Cruisin with a blade, it's like stabbing, stabbing
No regrets, oh wait, fuckboy on my way
Better be wise before death
Through the night I go crazy with a blade, yeah
Notice me, you won't even notice me
Bloody mane, don't you hear
He's finna hack and slash?
What a shame, I'm still living, you are dead
Watch my face when I'm spitting on this verse, uh
I got it, regretting problems is a waste
50-50 THPS just grinding to sold out your aunt
I wanna be like Johnny Cash

{Chorus}
Cruisin with a blade, it's like stabbing, stabbing
No regrets, oh wait, fuckboy on my way
Better be wise before death
Cruisin with a blade, it's like stabbing, stabbing
No regrets, oh wait, fuckboy on my way
Better be wise before death

{verse 2}
Pure white teeth just until
They're gonna hit your jaw
Not a joke no more
I left my soul, gone
She said "boy, your house's haunted"
But I don't give a fuck anymore, so I'm laughing
With the ghost, ay
Wait, there's something else up a sleeve
Two 12's in the trunk, so you hear me clear
Not a Marlon Brando, I'm a ghost on this scene
Even Gucci hat won't change it
That you're just a bitch

{Chorus}
Cruisin with a blade, it's like stabbing, stabbing
No regrets, oh wait, fuckboy on my way
Better be wise before death
Cruisin with a blade, it's like stabbing, stabbing
No regrets, oh wait, fuckboy on my way
Better be wise before death

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