Lyrics

[Verse 1]
$uicide
I'm choosing my addictions
I keep fooling my religious bitches
Switching up prescriptions
Nooses tied
Now, I'm crucified
I won't listen til they spilling guts
But I could give a fuck
I stick it in they butt
Oh, now, she wants to be my slut
For what?
Just 'cause you rolled the blunt?
Oh, no
That ain't how it go
I'm solo, frozen ghost
I blow smoke
Yeah, hoe
Drop it the floor
Not that ass, though
Talking 'bout your life
I want your body
Oddy leave 'em froze
[Verse 2]
Pop up, then I light up
You fuckin' boys ain't druggin'
Gave up lean and Sprite 'cause
That heroin keeps me duckin'
Fuck you know 'bout me, woe?
I isolate from all you fuckas
Nine up in the peep hole
Been plottin' on you undercover
Uzi roll the spliff up
Pain pills give me hiccups
Don't nothin' make me sicker when I ain't got my fuckin' fix, bruh
Satan resurrected
That evil one, king of the 6's
Schizo with depression
PCP laced on my swisher
[Verse 3]
Walk in the pub, drop a stick in her cut
Drop a stick in her butt, young **** going up
Savage loads is the code for the hoes, double dose for the low
Pint, catch it to the dome with the 4
When I ride homicide, $uicide
I call it, you gon die, truce in the booths
I exclude, bangers big like Bruce, cool
Fool, who is you? Tell me the truth
It's you, it's not true, word to my woes
Flow been worth cold, homi's and bodies
Could ride and fit it on my Kawasaki
Asian thottie chuggin' sake, highly likely stuffing peppers with
Gun metal, reverend rebels speakin' heated conversations
Hatin on me, you ain't better than me
The demons in me tweakin' candy, xanny, addy, fucked up blurry actions
Fuck you, I can't handle it
Written by: Aristos Petrou, Jerry Antoine, Scott Arceneaux, Scott Arceneaux Jr.
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