Suicide Doors

This that suicide doors
Open up the gun and let it blow

You know I want some more
Open up and let it pour
It's like a jungle on the floor, now
Hustling need more pounds
I just rhyme for time, I ain't even talk now

This that suicide shit
This that you gon die shit
This ain't you and I
It's you gon cry
Cause you are my bitch

That's cus you are priceless
On my EDH
They gon like this

You can't fight this
Find me right by where the mic is
Do or die shit

They ain't mess with us
I'm So infectious
My flow is gold
My flow is bold
My flow like Tetris

Now they're vexed with us
And they can't step with us
Them man ain't rude boy them man can't connect with us
This bruddas crazy like he took some angle dust

I don't wanna no waste no time
I don't wanna wait in line yeah
fuck on the bitch then she mine yeah
Dodging a bitch who wants ice yeah
Dodging these bitches,they want all the riches
They wanted to be in my life ye ye yeah

This that suicide doors
Open up the gun and let it blow

You know I want some more
Open up and let it pour
It's like a jungle on the floor, now
Hustling need more pounds
I just rhyme for time, I ain't even talk now

Hopped out the Bentley cus the urus was better
Temperatures change
It's something like the weather
I want diamonds on your feet
Shawty Cinderella
Every time I leave the house
I tell her Ciao Bella



Credits
Writer(s): Vardhan Athreya
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