$uicideboy$ - One Last Look at the Damage lyrics
[$uicideboy$ - One Last Look at the Damage lyrics]
Play me some of that suicide pimpin', man
It's the most wanted, most hated
Most haunted boys that paid the cost
slowly dyin' but I'm flossin' looking good
ain't he? Boy bounced back from the dead
My business still shady
I still tiptoe on the ledge
That shit ain't ever changin' (Scarecrow)
I take my chance riding dirty while speedin'
Lane swangin' i fuckin' made it to 30
Without my neck breakin'
My gun that's holdin' a 30
That got his legs shakin'
Meanwhile his girl in the room
With my picture masturbatin' (Ooh ooh)
Yeah, slowly crawling out the dirt (Ahh ahh)
When it comes to death I like to flirt
(Wha Wha)
My hills have eyes and a smirk (yeah, yeah)
My cuz got blues and he got that syrup, boy
(If I, if I)
If I keep it up
All these 30s 'gon kill me before thirty
(yeah) another day wasted up my nose
And it's still early don't you worry
(No) , I'm always in a hurry (yeah)
So I copped a foreign coupe (Skrrt)
Slidin' 'round town 'til I gotta pull
Up to the court at noon (Objection)
Snort another blue
Now I'm feeling sorta blue, nothin' new
One of the chosen few
The rest of y'all, give him some room (yeah)
It's best if y'all didn't assume (yeah)
That he is destined for imminent doom
Unless he is ready to get in the tomb
(Uh, huh)
Ruby's such a bum but he make it look good
Trunk in the front, yeah
That's what's under the hood
Talking' all this shit, mane
I wish y'all really would
Another million plays, mane
I wish y'all really could
It's the most wanted, most hated
Most haunted boys that paid the cost
slowly dyin' but I'm flossin' looking good
ain't he? Boy bounced back from the dead
My business still shady
I still tiptoe on the ledge
That shit ain't ever changin' (Scarecrow)
I take my chance riding dirty while speedin'
Lane swangin' i fuckin' made it to 30
Without my neck breakin'
My gun that's holdin' a 30
That got his legs shakin'
Meanwhile his girl in the room
With my picture masturbatin' (Ooh ooh)
Yeah, slowly crawling out the dirt (Ahh ahh)
When it comes to death I like to flirt
(Wha Wha)
My hills have eyes and a smirk (yeah, yeah)
My cuz got blues and he got that syrup, boy
(If I, if I)
If I keep it up
All these 30s 'gon kill me before thirty
(yeah) another day wasted up my nose
And it's still early don't you worry
(No) , I'm always in a hurry (yeah)
So I copped a foreign coupe (Skrrt)
Slidin' 'round town 'til I gotta pull
Up to the court at noon (Objection)
Snort another blue
Now I'm feeling sorta blue, nothin' new
One of the chosen few
The rest of y'all, give him some room (yeah)
It's best if y'all didn't assume (yeah)
That he is destined for imminent doom
Unless he is ready to get in the tomb
(Uh, huh)
Ruby's such a bum but he make it look good
Trunk in the front, yeah
That's what's under the hood
Talking' all this shit, mane
I wish y'all really would
Another million plays, mane
I wish y'all really could