Coup De Grâce by Envy Black Lyrics

[Prod. tag]
Xanaji, Xanaji, Xanaji

[Intro: XXXTENTACION (Sample)]
Yah (yah), yah (yah), yah, ayy, ayy (yah), ayy (yah), yah (yah, yah, yah)
Ayy, shouts out Bans and them, aye
-Fuck niggas, voot me up-

[Verse]
Sicker than spittle of syphilitic proportions
You deficit niggas jokes to me
Riddle me this
Nigma with “Attic” attached
Battle with lighters for crack
Strapped to a can of some Axe
Cooking your steak like I'm Outback and I'm
Looking for a squabble, I need a reason to nut up
My hands know 5 words, they tell me “Put up or shut up.”
And I never stop talking so roll up your sleeves and dip a toe
And get faded like red roses under the winter snow
Nigga
[IRATE WORLDSTAR NOISE]

[Prod. tag]
Xanaji, Xanaji, Xanaji

[Hook x2]
Body horizontal, counting stars, counting stars
Fuck nigga, you don't know where you are, where you are, uh

[Outro]
How many fingers am I holding up?
Bitch

Aye, shout out to Crown Family, BSC & X, rest in peace
Envy Black, 2018
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