WRAITH by CYANIDE906 Lyrics
Bitch I felt the knife
Pressed against my back
You ran it up
Can’t say that I’m surprised
I can’t even a lie
I’ve felt that feeling like a thousand times
Snakes all in my grass they gunning for me just to fall beside
I can’t fuck with no one these days coz I be that poltergesit
This that 906 shit bitch you know we don’t fuck with your shit
All you pussys sound the same you spreading hate and riding dick
Pull up to a show they know that I am really doing this
Give a fuck about a bitch stay lowkey then I cop a brick
See you tryna fuck with me but we got different energy
So you acting friendly pussy boi you are my enemy
Put you in a cemetery and write you up a eulogy
Wrap a pound of celery that shit was complimentary
See you sounding plain you know we bring the renegade
I cannot restrain all the thoughts up in my brain
So you just complain, never try and make a change
Bitch you look like Wayne got me feeling like I’m bane
My soul's stone cold like it’s never been before
Fuck who you know, all that bullshits getting old
See you acting bold catch you up and then you fold
906 clique give a fuck about a throne
Grass folded back
Gas pressed to my face
Cigarette ash black stains feeling like a waste
Fuck coming last bitch I’d rather not place
Silhouette, posted in the shadows feeling like a wraith
Pressed against my back
You ran it up
Can’t say that I’m surprised
I can’t even a lie
I’ve felt that feeling like a thousand times
Snakes all in my grass they gunning for me just to fall beside
I can’t fuck with no one these days coz I be that poltergesit
This that 906 shit bitch you know we don’t fuck with your shit
All you pussys sound the same you spreading hate and riding dick
Pull up to a show they know that I am really doing this
Give a fuck about a bitch stay lowkey then I cop a brick
See you tryna fuck with me but we got different energy
So you acting friendly pussy boi you are my enemy
Put you in a cemetery and write you up a eulogy
Wrap a pound of celery that shit was complimentary
See you sounding plain you know we bring the renegade
I cannot restrain all the thoughts up in my brain
So you just complain, never try and make a change
Bitch you look like Wayne got me feeling like I’m bane
My soul's stone cold like it’s never been before
Fuck who you know, all that bullshits getting old
See you acting bold catch you up and then you fold
906 clique give a fuck about a throne
Grass folded back
Gas pressed to my face
Cigarette ash black stains feeling like a waste
Fuck coming last bitch I’d rather not place
Silhouette, posted in the shadows feeling like a wraith