Suit & Tie (RuthlessMix)

Put him in a suit and tie quick, tie quick, tie
Put him in a suit and tie quick, tie quick
Let me show you a few things, a few things, a few things
Put him, put him
P-P-Put him in a suit and tie quick, tie quick, tie
Put him in a suit and tie quick, tie quick
Let me show you a few things, a few things
I can't, wait to kill that nigga, out here lackin' Rollin' round the city
Spot him on the block we pull up on em' shoot him like he Biggie Trickin' on these bitche I sent to kill him, damn he kinda silly
He don't even dance, I bet these bullets have him getting jiggy
Niggas ain't my bitch, so when y'all shooting, how the fuck you miss me
Fuckin' on a opp, but she a thot, so bitch, don't fuckin' kiss me
Hoes had broke my heart, so off the rip, it ain't no loving in me

Hoes be fuckin' with me, but real shit, nobody fuckin' with me
Gotta clingy chick, whatever happen, know she comin' with me
Freakin' in the sheets, I reach my climax, know she cumin' with me
Tryna line me up, boy what the fuck, this ain't no elementary

Got no STDs, but in my pants, I got this burner with me
Niggas think they body can't get touched, I got this surgeon with me
Leave no witness, kill everybody, walkin' Timmy Turner with me
All these bullets kickin' hard as fuck, like Liu Chan brother with me

I can barely talk, but best believe, my gun gon' stutter with me
And as long as I got him in a suit & tie (In a suit & tie)
I'ma turn the whole city up tonight (Turn it up tonight)
Put him in that new black suit I like (That one right there)
These bullets showed em a few things (Showed em a few things)
He only existing in black and white
See him pop up on the news, we finna dance all night
Watch his family and friends, sit and grief tonight
These bullets showed em a few things
Ain't no runnin' for your life these bullets (Show em' a few things)
Send him to the after life these bullets (Show em' a few things)

All these bullets show em' (a few thangs)
You know these bullets (Show em a few thang)
What them bullets did (Them bullets showed em' a few things)
A few things, yeah
Shhhhhhh

Creepin' on his block
Ready touch spot, catch a opp
When they pussy nigga try to drop
Fuck that shit, nigga, I ain't bein' quiet, let it drop

When I get that nigga, I'ma buss his ass all in the top
Can't put my gun away, so if you run away, you getting popped
Come out at nighttime like I put the sun away
Cause I'ma make shit hot

I'm like an Arab, send them bombs away disintegrate his block
Titties on the drac, I made that bitch look just like Mari chest
Point it out, eliminate whoever that think they can test
Got a gun, next minute you don't, that's what you get for flexin

Looking in your phone and you got hit, that's what you get for textin
Thinkin' you better than me in somethin', name what you do your best in
The only thing you better than me in is bein' a bitch
Shot my gun at y'all, you kept quiet, but your partner snitched

Now that nigga dead, and we be smokin', his ass outta cig
And as long as I got him in a suit & tie (In a suit & tie)
I'ma turn the whole city up tonight (Turn it up tonight)
Put him in that new black suit I like
These bullets showed him a few thangs (Showed em' a few things)
He only existing in black and white (Black and white)
See him pop up on the new heat, finna dance all night
Watch his family and friends, sit and grieve tonight
These bullets showed him a few thangs
Ain't no runnin' for yo life these bullets (Showed em' a few things)
Send him to the afterlife these bullets (Showed him a few things)
All these bullets showed him (A few things)

You know these bullets (Show em' a few things)
What them bullets did (These bitches showed em' a few things)
A few things, yeah



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Writer(s): Keavon Davidson
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