Suicide (feat. Kay6ixx)
Heat ya block up it's brick dick outside
Catch a opp he not ready to die
Don't run up imma up it and fire
Smoking
Brodie got me so high
Get this bread cause that's what i desire
I'm a lot but i'm not no damn liar
Take ya heart out ya shirt
Nigga move wock he get put on a shirt
Smoking on bro you get put on a hearse
I'm with my girl got the grip in her purse
Call up Jy you get popped like a perk
Love for the bros but i put myself first
I be up writing my pain cause i'm hurt
I be up putting this pain inna verse
Look
On the fifth with my demons
Niggas want beef but they broke whats the meaning
Boy duck ya taco cause we got the seasoning
I'm a old soul but i'm young Morgan Freeman
I got ya bitch on my shoulder she leaning
Call up Jdotty You know she be Feening
I got ya bitch on my line and she cheating
All i said baby come fuck with a demon
Look
Calling up DK he poke up ya face
Moving like tay-K we doing the race
None of my demons not catching no Case
Smoking on
This shit got me laced
I be high dropping the spliff up in Space
Love for my niggas cause none of Them snakes
Free all the bros who got caught by The jakes
Free all the bros who got caught From mistakes
Heat ya block up it's brick dick outside
Catch a opp he not ready to die
Don't run up imma up it and fire
Smoking
Brodie got me so high
Get this bread cause that's what i desire
I'm a lot but i'm not no damn liar
Grah
Grah Grah boom
Don't run Don't Trip Like
Suck my Dick
I'm EBK everything dead nigga
Aye Folks who in the blunt right now
Every Opp Shot Aye
Reggie
I get my money i'm stacking up cheddar
You niggas hate but don't get it whatever
I get my pole and Transform into shredder
I'm wiping his nose and i'm leaving a letter
That nigga told he ain't doing much better
I was out cold in the snow with no sweater
My Niggas spinning no matter the weather
These niggas be grinning go clutch a Beretta
I was outside my bro look through the Tesla
Don't say the wrong thing make it rain no umbrella
Niggas be plotting yo bro's and yo fellas
You niggas be drinking on shit salmonella
Grah Grah Boom
Aye Gang Gang Gang
Man i'm tired of fighting these demons
All of these lies yea i can't find a meaning
Maybe i died and you knew when i'm dreaming
I be trying to thrive they taking my reasons
Pouring the syrup mix wock like a potion
The perky don't hurt me just numb my emotions
I'm rolling the blunt it get passed in rotation
She wanna stay she adore the vibration
I can not stay told lil baby be patient
I'm on the come up my niggas ain't waiting
They like a fire they calling a station
These niggas want war i swear they be faking
I got my suppression will always be baiting
These niggas be pigs for we cooking the bacon
I'm with the clique you could flip if you hating
Talk ya lil shit but this money i'm Making
These niggas be claiming they savages
Like fuck it we splitting his cabbage in
These niggas be talking that shit like they really on blocks and they really be ravaging
Like fuck it we turn this bitch up
This dick got a dick tryna fuck up his gut
The haters gon hate so what
If you run up on me guarantee its gon bust like a nut nigga
Catch a opp he not ready to die
Don't run up imma up it and fire
Smoking
Brodie got me so high
Get this bread cause that's what i desire
I'm a lot but i'm not no damn liar
Take ya heart out ya shirt
Nigga move wock he get put on a shirt
Smoking on bro you get put on a hearse
I'm with my girl got the grip in her purse
Call up Jy you get popped like a perk
Love for the bros but i put myself first
I be up writing my pain cause i'm hurt
I be up putting this pain inna verse
Look
On the fifth with my demons
Niggas want beef but they broke whats the meaning
Boy duck ya taco cause we got the seasoning
I'm a old soul but i'm young Morgan Freeman
I got ya bitch on my shoulder she leaning
Call up Jdotty You know she be Feening
I got ya bitch on my line and she cheating
All i said baby come fuck with a demon
Look
Calling up DK he poke up ya face
Moving like tay-K we doing the race
None of my demons not catching no Case
Smoking on
This shit got me laced
I be high dropping the spliff up in Space
Love for my niggas cause none of Them snakes
Free all the bros who got caught by The jakes
Free all the bros who got caught From mistakes
Heat ya block up it's brick dick outside
Catch a opp he not ready to die
Don't run up imma up it and fire
Smoking
Brodie got me so high
Get this bread cause that's what i desire
I'm a lot but i'm not no damn liar
Grah
Grah Grah boom
Don't run Don't Trip Like
Suck my Dick
I'm EBK everything dead nigga
Aye Folks who in the blunt right now
Every Opp Shot Aye
Reggie
I get my money i'm stacking up cheddar
You niggas hate but don't get it whatever
I get my pole and Transform into shredder
I'm wiping his nose and i'm leaving a letter
That nigga told he ain't doing much better
I was out cold in the snow with no sweater
My Niggas spinning no matter the weather
These niggas be grinning go clutch a Beretta
I was outside my bro look through the Tesla
Don't say the wrong thing make it rain no umbrella
Niggas be plotting yo bro's and yo fellas
You niggas be drinking on shit salmonella
Grah Grah Boom
Aye Gang Gang Gang
Man i'm tired of fighting these demons
All of these lies yea i can't find a meaning
Maybe i died and you knew when i'm dreaming
I be trying to thrive they taking my reasons
Pouring the syrup mix wock like a potion
The perky don't hurt me just numb my emotions
I'm rolling the blunt it get passed in rotation
She wanna stay she adore the vibration
I can not stay told lil baby be patient
I'm on the come up my niggas ain't waiting
They like a fire they calling a station
These niggas want war i swear they be faking
I got my suppression will always be baiting
These niggas be pigs for we cooking the bacon
I'm with the clique you could flip if you hating
Talk ya lil shit but this money i'm Making
These niggas be claiming they savages
Like fuck it we splitting his cabbage in
These niggas be talking that shit like they really on blocks and they really be ravaging
Like fuck it we turn this bitch up
This dick got a dick tryna fuck up his gut
The haters gon hate so what
If you run up on me guarantee its gon bust like a nut nigga
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Writer(s): Mehki Washington
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