[Intro: Germ]
Live from the—
Live from the— yeah
Live from the gutter

[Verse 1: Germ]
Live from the depths, this shit gets deep, I know my ass can't swim
Wrist water like dog came with ice, I owe my life to him
Pop bottles just for one night, lil' bitch, my life of sin
Did it for the losers, stack the mula 'til you touch the rim
Can't go back like Kangol had, lil' n***a, I been did this shit
Undercover denim on my ass look so immaculate
Lanvin sneakers, I ain't worried 'cause I'm really him
Dumpin' purple syrup, soda lookin' dark like cinnamon
Bet these bitches hate mе, they keep sayin' I'm too cranky, uh
Roxy hitting harder evеry day, watch out for Fetty Wap
Bentley hoppin' state to state, we pack it up like face shots
Closed casket back, they should've never did all that starin', huh?
All my photos look like coco, OT with the promo
Prada down in all my diamonds, now my big Gucci my side ho
Can't come 'round, know I'm the biggest, can't come 'round, bro
Death box in a hearse, check the vibe, straight to the dirt
Can't control it, call it look like trolling with no motion, ha
Short face, so she keep it pimpin' short, we don't know who to trust
All this love, but it's really lust, bitches come in plush
All this love, but it's really lust, bitches come in plush (Plush)
[Bridge: Black Kray]
Brr
Ballad of the dead
Hood rich
Ballad of the dead shit

[Verse 2: Black Kray]
Night out, come through that bitch flyin' like a night owl
Lights out, playin' with the gang, don't get piped down
I know, drippin' like a fool when I'm spinnin' through
Inner tube, KTS the scene, I'll kill 'em all for you
Right now, shinin' like sun, got me bright down
Pipe down, all that foolishness, don't get wiped down
Bloody stones on me, got me bleedin' like a vamp, bitch
When I pop out with the gang, look like a wrist slit
When I pop out with the gang, know it get critical
When I pop out with the gang, know it get critical
When I pop out with the gang, know it get critical
Gothed-out, widebody slidin', I got my crow with me
Smoke with me, burn this bitch down to a third degree
Burglary, how I be coming through, all-black skis
Angel wings, thinkin' clear, none of these n***as, they try to
All-black widebody look like a fly too
That's my twin, that's my gutter, that's my glime too

[Outro: Black Kray]
That's my twin, that's my gutter, that's my glime too
That's my twin, that's my gutter, that's my glime too
That's my twin, that's my gutter, that's my glime too