$uicideboy$ - Carrollton lyrics
[$uicideboy$ - Carrollton lyrics]
Play me some of that $uicide pimpin', man
You motherfuckers pitiful
I'm too sick of you
I'm a walking visual, you boys refillable
Unforgivable, once you cross me, ho
Now you a motherfucking stain
To Lil Cut Throat (pop)
Let the guns bang
Nuts hang, drug game ain't the same
"$avage" tatted on my face grey ape
Blazing while we hotbox
Fuck a badge, fuck a cop, even if the K hot
Watch me bust on any block northside knotty
Scope on the shotty, semi blow ya body
Tony gripping on the Tommy, bitch
I bite the head off a bat like I'm Ozzy
You got a problem motherfucker?
Come and try me i'm nothing like what you
Punk boys wanna embody
Norf, Norf, East Side 59 tony gripping Tommy
Fuck around end up get your body, autopsy
I be that walking zombie, bath salts
Eating bodies three choppa's and a
Shotty shooting everybody
Cigarette wet wet, bumpin' Boosie Badazz
On them drugs, jiggin’ jaws locked clinching
Trigger finger itching if you
Think I’m kidding
Smoke leaking from the sticky
That we smoking, boy
Fuck a Backwood, Swisher's what I use, boy
Smoke what I choose, do what I wanna do
Motherfuck you and
(Ruby) your punk friends too
Ruby blunt lit, lungs itch, bitch
I like the sting
Smoking potent thinking I'm the
Chosen one, bitch, i'm a king
I can hear my dead homies sing
Now my eyes always hurtin', wiping
Tears with diamond rings, yeah, ayy
Hol' up fuckboy, who the fuck said we cool?
Man, I quit smoking with
Hypebeasts back in 2002
What it do? Motherfucker, I'm a fool
Ruby da Cherry is cooling with goblins
If you got a problem, then you better move
From the womb to the tomb
Busting out early, busting out soon
Blackout the city, I'm back on them 30s
In 'bout twenty minutes we'll be on the moon
Uh drugs got me fucked up, sluts
Got me drugged up, fuck
Slam my face against a pill to crush it up
Government ID helps me get high
Seeing stars in the mirror like I'm
Looking with a bright beam
Lime green paint but the
Rims looking Spike Lee
Mighty be sloppy, might be cocky
Am I in the right scene? Highly unlikely
And I'm willing to fucking bet
Leave a pussy wet then I leave a pussy wet
I'm a fucking vet, I'm a motherfucking threat
G59 the set, G59 will make you sweat
"I don’t give a fuck" is my fucking epithet
Lace up my Nike Decades
Meet me at Heaven's Gate
7th Ward by the lake 'til my death
"You'll come off of your drunken
Stupor from Bourbon Street
Saturday night get up in time to
Go to mass on Sunday
Morning, and you tell God you're
Sorry for your drunkenness
Only to go back out tonight
And get wasted again"
You motherfuckers pitiful
I'm too sick of you
I'm a walking visual, you boys refillable
Unforgivable, once you cross me, ho
Now you a motherfucking stain
To Lil Cut Throat (pop)
Let the guns bang
Nuts hang, drug game ain't the same
"$avage" tatted on my face grey ape
Blazing while we hotbox
Fuck a badge, fuck a cop, even if the K hot
Watch me bust on any block northside knotty
Scope on the shotty, semi blow ya body
Tony gripping on the Tommy, bitch
I bite the head off a bat like I'm Ozzy
You got a problem motherfucker?
Come and try me i'm nothing like what you
Punk boys wanna embody
Norf, Norf, East Side 59 tony gripping Tommy
Fuck around end up get your body, autopsy
I be that walking zombie, bath salts
Eating bodies three choppa's and a
Shotty shooting everybody
Cigarette wet wet, bumpin' Boosie Badazz
On them drugs, jiggin’ jaws locked clinching
Trigger finger itching if you
Think I’m kidding
Smoke leaking from the sticky
That we smoking, boy
Fuck a Backwood, Swisher's what I use, boy
Smoke what I choose, do what I wanna do
Motherfuck you and
(Ruby) your punk friends too
Ruby blunt lit, lungs itch, bitch
I like the sting
Smoking potent thinking I'm the
Chosen one, bitch, i'm a king
I can hear my dead homies sing
Now my eyes always hurtin', wiping
Tears with diamond rings, yeah, ayy
Hol' up fuckboy, who the fuck said we cool?
Man, I quit smoking with
Hypebeasts back in 2002
What it do? Motherfucker, I'm a fool
Ruby da Cherry is cooling with goblins
If you got a problem, then you better move
From the womb to the tomb
Busting out early, busting out soon
Blackout the city, I'm back on them 30s
In 'bout twenty minutes we'll be on the moon
Uh drugs got me fucked up, sluts
Got me drugged up, fuck
Slam my face against a pill to crush it up
Government ID helps me get high
Seeing stars in the mirror like I'm
Looking with a bright beam
Lime green paint but the
Rims looking Spike Lee
Mighty be sloppy, might be cocky
Am I in the right scene? Highly unlikely
And I'm willing to fucking bet
Leave a pussy wet then I leave a pussy wet
I'm a fucking vet, I'm a motherfucking threat
G59 the set, G59 will make you sweat
"I don’t give a fuck" is my fucking epithet
Lace up my Nike Decades
Meet me at Heaven's Gate
7th Ward by the lake 'til my death
"You'll come off of your drunken
Stupor from Bourbon Street
Saturday night get up in time to
Go to mass on Sunday
Morning, and you tell God you're
Sorry for your drunkenness
Only to go back out tonight
And get wasted again"