$uicideboy$ - Resistance Is Useless lyrics
[$uicideboy$ - Resistance Is Useless lyrics]
Tie 'em Tie 'em to my bumper, drug 'em
Fuck 'em
I don't love 'em, dump 'em slumped
Put 'em Put 'em in a ho spot
Take me to the stash pot
Tie 'em Tie 'em to my bumper, drug 'em
Fuck 'em
I don't love 'em, dump 'em slumped
Put 'em Put 'em in a ho spot
Take me to the stash pot
Huh, North
Ooh ooh!
On them meds like Darko, riding
Scheming on a mission
Anna for the static in my hood
I bring the friction
Chucky with the blade
Fuck a movie this ain't fiction
I stay stacking up addictions
Million dollar drug dependance
Yuh
Pimping like I'm skinny when I'm
Riding through the city
Fuck them undercovers
All them feds got is a theory
9th Ward to Gentilly
I'm the junkie of the century
(North)
Chain wet like Lake Eerie
$licky the Scarecrow that they
Fearing on that Northside
Gang tied with the 59 (Grey)
Fuck it, just kill em' all
They gonna blame Sam Hyde
Always taper on, what the fuck is taper off?
You see this tattoo on my head?
The fuck you resuscitate me for?
Scoping out with that beam
Touch your head like I'm a prophet
Slightly nodding off that fent
But rub me wrong
I get it poppin'
Attacking the hood like Benghazi
Better fear Grey like a Stasi
Hoes they love Young Wetto
Screaming "Fóllame culo
Papi"
Let me tone it down before the ice caps melt
Grab the devil by the horns
For that I might catch Hell
White velvet on my bitch
Look like Marie Antoinette
Every time she give me head
It's like my dick was a threat
Cheney with the shotgun, I ain't aim at shit
Fuck your Spotify playlists, TikTok trends
Y'all lame as shit
You gon' catch these fucking hands
Like a baseball mitt
You got any last words? I
Bet they taste like clit
Captain of the grey
I'm going down with the ship
Down with the shit
I split just about everything with $lick
Still in that 7th, ain't nothing has changed
Still wearing FTP fit's to the grave (Yeah)
Still fuck the fame
Fuck the pressure and pain
Only thing changed is I cut off my mane
Tie 'em Tie 'em to my bumper, drug 'em
Fuck 'em
I don't love 'em, dump 'em slumped
Put 'em Put 'em in a ho spot
Take me to the stash pot
Tie 'em Tie 'em to my bumper, drug 'em
Fuck 'em
I don't love 'em, dump 'em slumped
Put 'em Put 'em in a ho spot
Take me to the stash pot
Fuck 'em
I don't love 'em, dump 'em slumped
Put 'em Put 'em in a ho spot
Take me to the stash pot
Tie 'em Tie 'em to my bumper, drug 'em
Fuck 'em
I don't love 'em, dump 'em slumped
Put 'em Put 'em in a ho spot
Take me to the stash pot
Huh, North
Ooh ooh!
On them meds like Darko, riding
Scheming on a mission
Anna for the static in my hood
I bring the friction
Chucky with the blade
Fuck a movie this ain't fiction
I stay stacking up addictions
Million dollar drug dependance
Yuh
Pimping like I'm skinny when I'm
Riding through the city
Fuck them undercovers
All them feds got is a theory
9th Ward to Gentilly
I'm the junkie of the century
(North)
Chain wet like Lake Eerie
$licky the Scarecrow that they
Fearing on that Northside
Gang tied with the 59 (Grey)
Fuck it, just kill em' all
They gonna blame Sam Hyde
Always taper on, what the fuck is taper off?
You see this tattoo on my head?
The fuck you resuscitate me for?
Scoping out with that beam
Touch your head like I'm a prophet
Slightly nodding off that fent
But rub me wrong
I get it poppin'
Attacking the hood like Benghazi
Better fear Grey like a Stasi
Hoes they love Young Wetto
Screaming "Fóllame culo
Papi"
Let me tone it down before the ice caps melt
Grab the devil by the horns
For that I might catch Hell
White velvet on my bitch
Look like Marie Antoinette
Every time she give me head
It's like my dick was a threat
Cheney with the shotgun, I ain't aim at shit
Fuck your Spotify playlists, TikTok trends
Y'all lame as shit
You gon' catch these fucking hands
Like a baseball mitt
You got any last words? I
Bet they taste like clit
Captain of the grey
I'm going down with the ship
Down with the shit
I split just about everything with $lick
Still in that 7th, ain't nothing has changed
Still wearing FTP fit's to the grave (Yeah)
Still fuck the fame
Fuck the pressure and pain
Only thing changed is I cut off my mane
Tie 'em Tie 'em to my bumper, drug 'em
Fuck 'em
I don't love 'em, dump 'em slumped
Put 'em Put 'em in a ho spot
Take me to the stash pot
Tie 'em Tie 'em to my bumper, drug 'em
Fuck 'em
I don't love 'em, dump 'em slumped
Put 'em Put 'em in a ho spot
Take me to the stash pot