Suicide

I'm just getting off nigga why you mad
Playing with my name get you a body bag
When the shit get back to me hope he got a plan
Learn his whereabouts be done Shot his ass

Heard you popped out nigga that shit goofy you know it
Catch me in a bad mood put yo crew in a coma
Catch me Strapped up waiting on my food at the coney
Shoot first it Aint nothing else to do wit it on me
Put the strap down once. Started losing my homies
Now it's back to putting niggas on the news like the Rona
Don't Let me see yo strap if you do Issa pony
Chase me if you want to. Move you a goner
Piss me off you getting shot I don't choose my opponents
If the demo don't make it to the news I don't want it
Everytime we step out We do what we wanna
I just lost my voice fuckin up Views with the homies
Niggas hated on Jesus I watched dudes hate on Kobe
They Hated Blanco before he knew he was goated
1st southside nigga wit a RudeBoy diploma
Bitch I been getting off in case you didn't notice

Niggas gossip like hoes I don't like that
Niggas playing both sides I don't like that
Why you speaking on the Wolf you ain't like that
That's suicide fuck nigga get yo life snatched
Niggas gossip like hoes I don't like that
Niggas playing both sides I don't like that
Why you speaking on the Wolf you ain't like that
That's suicide fuck nigga get yo life snatched
I'm just getting off nigga why you mad
Playing with my name get you a body bag
When the shit get back to me hope he got a plan
Learn his whereabouts be done Shot his ass



Credits
Writer(s): Martez Bowens
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link