$uicideboy$, Germ - Here We Go Again lyrics
[$uicideboy$, Germ - Here We Go Again lyrics]
Got a blunt got-Got a blunt, Got-Got
Got a blunt got a blunt, Got a blunt
Got a blunt go-Go-Got-, blunt, blunt, blunt
Got a blunt, blunt, blunt
Got a blunt, Got a- got a blunt
Got-Got a blunt, Got-Got got a blunt
Got a blunt, Got a blunt got a blunt
Go-Go-Got-, blunt, blunt, blunt
Got a blunt, blunt, blunt
Got a blunt, Got a blunt ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
I just might ride with your bitch
Told her I loved her lyin' like shit
I'm still boolin' tho, bleedin' concrete
Snortin' Oxys, feeling God body like
"who gon' stop me now?"
Runnin' 'round while blowin'
Pound after pound
See me now? Get hip, get it now
I'm gone 'till November
Got into pickin' pockets kinda often
Big-ass gas bag
Passenger side of the Cadillac
Seat slightly sat back
On my side, I got my Baghdad
Hotel hoppin', bombin' back, back
Dynamite in the Gucci knapsack
Ruckus in the church, Jesus
Meet this heathen, he kinda hurt
Buzzin', I'm loud
Never stoppin' 'til they stick me in the dirt
Got a blunt, blunt, blunt got a blunt, blu-
Took a Benzo, wrote a manifesto
Young hot-boy, straight from the ghetto
Yung $carecrow dyin' where the wind blows
Cutthroat motherfucker robbin' when
My ends low, yuh
$outh $ide $uicide
Wanna ride in the Caddy like do or die
Formaldehyde leakin'
Drippin' all down my eyes
Terrified when you see me
Creepin' in the night
Ride like No Limit in '96
Stunt like I'm Wayne on Tha Carter VI
Now I got money to get a fix
Now my old ex wanna be my bitch, what?
This that motherfucking gospel
Kanye, I'm a motherfuckin' monster
Cock back, put the barrel in your tonsil
$uicide, bitch, we the council
Got a blunt, blunt, blunt got a blunt, blu-
Yung $now spent a fat check
Pull up 'cause I'm pickin' up a
Ho' in a black dress
Silk sheets on the mattress match the
Blood type-O on the hatchet
Match the hunnid spokes
When I whip it lookin' like the Cadillac bent
Looking like a car accident
Spilled my guts and I spilled my cup
Lean on my liver, I ain't sippin' it up
Hollow out a fuckboy skull so
I can sip in peace, my G
Don't follow me 'cause bad shit happens
With Germ and $lick, that makes three
Sad to see these casualties
They lack the seeds, no matchin' me
These bags of weed, yeah, that's for free
We trash the scene, no gasoline
Got a blunt (Lean) got-Got a blunt, Got-Got
Got a blunt (Lean) got a blunt, Got a blunt
Got a blunt go-Go-Got-, blunt, blunt, blunt
Got a blunt, blunt, blunt
Got a blunt, got a blunt got a blunt
Go-Go-Got-, blunt, blunt, blunt
Got a blunt, blunt, blunt
Got a blunt, blunt, blunt
Got a blunt got a blunt, Got a blunt
Got a blunt go-Go-Got-, blunt, blunt, blunt
Got a blunt, blunt, blunt
Got a blunt, Got a- got a blunt
Got-Got a blunt, Got-Got got a blunt
Got a blunt, Got a blunt got a blunt
Go-Go-Got-, blunt, blunt, blunt
Got a blunt, blunt, blunt
Got a blunt, Got a blunt ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
I just might ride with your bitch
Told her I loved her lyin' like shit
I'm still boolin' tho, bleedin' concrete
Snortin' Oxys, feeling God body like
"who gon' stop me now?"
Runnin' 'round while blowin'
Pound after pound
See me now? Get hip, get it now
I'm gone 'till November
Got into pickin' pockets kinda often
Big-ass gas bag
Passenger side of the Cadillac
Seat slightly sat back
On my side, I got my Baghdad
Hotel hoppin', bombin' back, back
Dynamite in the Gucci knapsack
Ruckus in the church, Jesus
Meet this heathen, he kinda hurt
Buzzin', I'm loud
Never stoppin' 'til they stick me in the dirt
Got a blunt, blunt, blunt got a blunt, blu-
Took a Benzo, wrote a manifesto
Young hot-boy, straight from the ghetto
Yung $carecrow dyin' where the wind blows
Cutthroat motherfucker robbin' when
My ends low, yuh
$outh $ide $uicide
Wanna ride in the Caddy like do or die
Formaldehyde leakin'
Drippin' all down my eyes
Terrified when you see me
Creepin' in the night
Ride like No Limit in '96
Stunt like I'm Wayne on Tha Carter VI
Now I got money to get a fix
Now my old ex wanna be my bitch, what?
This that motherfucking gospel
Kanye, I'm a motherfuckin' monster
Cock back, put the barrel in your tonsil
$uicide, bitch, we the council
Got a blunt, blunt, blunt got a blunt, blu-
Yung $now spent a fat check
Pull up 'cause I'm pickin' up a
Ho' in a black dress
Silk sheets on the mattress match the
Blood type-O on the hatchet
Match the hunnid spokes
When I whip it lookin' like the Cadillac bent
Looking like a car accident
Spilled my guts and I spilled my cup
Lean on my liver, I ain't sippin' it up
Hollow out a fuckboy skull so
I can sip in peace, my G
Don't follow me 'cause bad shit happens
With Germ and $lick, that makes three
Sad to see these casualties
They lack the seeds, no matchin' me
These bags of weed, yeah, that's for free
We trash the scene, no gasoline
Got a blunt (Lean) got-Got a blunt, Got-Got
Got a blunt (Lean) got a blunt, Got a blunt
Got a blunt go-Go-Got-, blunt, blunt, blunt
Got a blunt, blunt, blunt
Got a blunt, got a blunt got a blunt
Go-Go-Got-, blunt, blunt, blunt
Got a blunt, blunt, blunt
Got a blunt, blunt, blunt