$uicideboy$, Supa SortaHuman - $hrimp Poboy lyrics

[$uicideboy$, Supa SortaHuman - $hrimp Poboy lyrics]

Blaze up some indo, sip on some Alizé
Blaze up some indo, sip on some Alizé
Gettin' paid every day
And straight chillin' with my niggas
Gettin' paid every day
And straight chillin' with my niggas
Blaze up some indo, sip on some Alizé
Blaze up some indo, sip on some Alizé
Gettin' paid every day
And straight chillin' with my niggas
Gettin' paid every day
And straight chillin' with my niggas

Blunt fulla' indo, starin' out my window
It's the pill-poppin' junkie
Young sex symbol
Ashes on the cross, all my bitches lost
Depressed motherfuckers, never show no love
Got a blunt fulla' 'tiva
Grippin' on the nina
Run up and I'll show ya'
Why I'm always tweakin'
Sleepin' through the weekend
$uicidal seasons i just wanna die
Don't have no fuckin' reason
Blunt fulla' codeine
They know that I'm a dope fiend
Grab the knife, and cut me twice
And let me die slowly
Creepin' out the basement, inside
My heart vacant slice me wide open
Because I'm too fuckin' impatient
To wait for death
Silhouettes of demons in my shadows
Hang me in the gallows
Brain filled with ammo

Blaze up some indo, sip on some Alizé
Blaze up some indo, sip on some Alizé
Gettin' paid every day
And straight chillin' with my niggas
Gettin' paid every day
And straight chillin' with my niggas
Blaze up some indo, sip on some Alizé
Blaze up some indo, sip on some Alizé
Gettin' paid every day
And straight chillin' with my niggas
Gettin' paid every day
And straight chillin' with my niggas

I just want to chill, fuck makin' a mill'
I mean, I make enough money to pay the bills
Still working in the pizza kitchen
Itchin' to be free of this shit
I know $lick was cleanin' dishes
Wishin' everythin' was finger-lickin'
But the truth is, I make this fucking music
And I can't even get my
Friends to listen to it
I wanna say screw it, but I
Know improvement will prove it, fuck it
It's evident, they need the evidence
Thinkin' I'm heaven sent
But really I'm crawling outta hell
$uicide for life, G59 count the spells
And just think
I'm only beginnin' to crawl out of my shell
Weed and bullets on the coffee table
I'm the son of the snake
I'm both Cain and Abel
Smoke and death is the smell that
Dwells around my humble abode
This is just a story, no fable, no moral code
It ends with me rich, sad, and alone

Blaze up some indo, sip on some Alizé
Blaze up some indo, sip on some Alizé
Gettin' paid every day
And straight chillin' with my niggas
Gettin' paid every day
And straight chillin' with my niggas
Blaze up some indo, sip on some Alizé
Blaze up some indo, sip on some Alizé
Gettin' paid every day
And straight chillin' with my niggas
Gettin' paid every day
And straight chillin' with my niggas

$uicidal tendencies, we are not the same
Tryna make the best of every
Day bad thoughts go away
That's why I blaze up some
Indo and sip some Alizé
Grind nonstop, I gotta stay paid
Keep it chill with my bae
Smoke good getting laid
The lane that I made is where Supa finna stay
The game that we play
We still play it till this day
Half these cat’s lames
They're just one pill away
Keep them fools far away then
Everything will be okay
Take a shot to the head like a AK might spray
Repeat, repeat we do this every day
My mind is everywhere but mostly
Up in outer space bong rips to my face
Sipping on a half a case
Take some shrooms to escape
Supa mane with no cape

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