LYRICS:

BLCKK:

FUCK HIM HOPE HE ROTTIN' WHERE HE CAME FROM
I PUT ALL MY MONEY ON THAT 50 DRUM
PARK MY SHIT OUTSIDE HIS FUCKING FAMILY CRIB
DEALT WITH ALL THAT SHIT HE FUCKING SAID HE DID
ON MY LIFE I AIN'T GON' LET THAT BOY JUST WALK AWAY
I'M GON' FUCK HIS LIFE UP THAT FAGGOT FUCKING DEAD
I PUT MY FOOT UP ON HIS NECK AND FUCKING CHOKE HIM OUT
ALL THEM BITCHES CRYIN' 'BOUT HIS DEATH I FUCKING SHOT 'EM DOWN

CAME FOR THE BITCHES THAT AIN'T GIVE A FUCK
I THROW THAT BOTTLE WHERE IT NEED TO BE I'M FUCKIN' UP
DISSAPOINTMENT, LOOK AT WHAT I COULDA BEEN
SHIT I'M PASSED OUT, LOOK WHAT ALL THEM DRINKS DID
X2

RAT SHIT
I'M FUCKING LOOKIN' FOR YOU, PUSSY ON THAT CAP SHIT
HE WANT MY NAME UP IN HIS MOUTH WE 'BOUTTA TAX HIM
DON'T FUCKING PLAY WITH ME LET'S SEE WHAT'S BOUTTA HAPPEN
I BEEN WAITIN' I BEEN HOPIN' I COULD DRAG SHIT
I DON'T TALK 'LESS I NEED A BAG BITCH
THIS AIN'T WHAT YOU SEE ON THE INTERNET FUCKING CATFISH
COULDN'T GET ME TO GIVE A FUCK IF YOU TRIED, SHIT
EVERYTHING I'M BOUT FUCKING DIFFERENT I FUCKING TOLD EM SAID I

CAME FOR THE BITCHES THAT AIN'T GIVE A FUCK
I THROW THAT BOTTLE WHERE IT NEED TO BE I'M FUCKIN' UP
DISSAPOINTMENT, LOOK AT WHAT I COULDA BEEN
SHIT I'M PASSED OUT, LOOK WHAT ALL THEM DRINKS DID

TRIPLE777:

kill your self cause
(Suicide is badass)
I could give a fuckin rats ass
None of you faggots will outlast
The onslaught of the bow bow that I air out like Baghdad
Motha fucka tryna talk shit but I strongly advice up against that
A fuckboy i exterminate
I destroy ima terminate
Killin rappers new murder rate from this kid t7 from the bay
When I stand you finna sit in the shade tell a fairy punk bitch get out the game
You livin life as a damn lame I’m finna life my life know my damn name
Right hook to his face ima let him have blood up on the pavment
If you really wanna one on one we can make it happen like it’s entertainment 
Ha ha ha face it motha fucka you don’t wanna face me
I’ve been very fuckin patent 
But never let time get wasted
Out the mud sanitation
Out the lake like I’m Jason 
Outta bart to my station 
I’m neo not a fuckin agent
Me and black goin crazy
I’m feelin free like a mason
I will never end up gettin lazy
I will never end up gettin jaded

BLCKK:

CAME FOR THE BITCHES THAT AIN'T GIVE A FUCK
I THROW THAT BOTTLE WHERE IT NEED TO BE I'M FUCKIN' UP
DISSAPOINTMENT, LOOK AT WHAT I COULDA BEEN
SHIT I'M PASSED OUT, LOOK WHAT ALL THEM DRINKS DID
X2

AFOURTEEN:

AFOURTEEN DID NOT WRITE HIS LYRICS

BLCKK:

CAME FOR THE BITCHES THAT AIN'T GIVE A FUCK
I THROW THAT BOTTLE WHERE IT NEED TO BE I'M FUCKIN' UP
DISSAPOINTMENT, LOOK AT WHAT I COULDA BEEN
SHIT I'M PASSED OUT, LOOK WHAT ALL THEM DRINKS DID

SUICIDE IS BADASS FEAT. TRIPLE777 & AFOURTEEN [PROD. SKOTSKR]

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LYRICS:

FUCK EVERYBODY OUTSIDE
TINTED WINDOWS I GOT PEOPLE ON THE INSIDE
I MIGHT START SELLIN' BRICKS WITH MY - WILD
AND MY NEW SHIT MEAN THIS MY TOP 5
IF THAT SHIT AIN'T COME FROM ME COULDN'T BE A FACT
I DON'T FUCKING NEED A THING HOLD UP MATTER FACT
I TAKE IT BACK I NEED A SWITCH ON MY NEW METAL
WHAT THE FUCK YOU THINK THESE RACKS FOR, SENTIMENTAL?

BITCH I'M
BACK WITH IT I FOUND YOU I WANT BLOOD BITCH
TRACK DIFFERENT AS SOON AS YOU PUT ME IN THE MIX
I'M GETTIN' SICKER EVERY SECOND YOU GON' DIE QUICK
I'M IMPATIENT I WANT FIGURES FOR A FEATURE
RUNNIN' UP A TAB WITH THE FUCKING GRIM REAPER
MONEY IN THE BAG LIVING AIN'T GON' GET CHEAPER
I'M OUTSIDE Y'ALL WINDOW WITH THE FUCKING STREET SWEEPER

WATCH YASELF I BEEN THROUGH IT ONE TIME
THEN I'M RUNNING THROUGH A FULL BOTTLE TWO NIGHTS
COULDN'T BE LIKE ME IF YOU TRIED THREE LIVES
THINK 'BOUT GIVING UP AND FUCKING BUY A FOUR FIVE
FIGURED I WAS DIFFERENT SINCE I'M SIX YEARS OLD
SEVEN OUT OF SEVEN EVERY WEEK WOULDN'T FOLD
I DROP EIGHTY PROOF AND IT'S NINE TIMES BIGGER
TEN OUT OF TEN SPEAKING OF WHICH I NEED LIQUOR
X2

IF YOU STILL AIN'T PICK IT UP I'M A MOTHERFUCKING ISSUE
LONGER I'M ALIVE MAMA CRY 'CAUSE SHE BEEN THROUGH
EVERY OTHER PENNY THAT HER SON MADE BURNT
DEAD MAN WALKING YEAH BITCH BUT I LEARN
EVERY FUCKING SECOND THAT I BREATH BITCH I EARN THAT
FUCK YOU, DON'T WANNA HEAR SHIT AFTER BACKPACK
I'M FUCKING BETTER BITCH I'M IN IT THAT'S A SETBACK
TRUST ME I'M 'BOUT MY MOTHERFUCKING GETBACK

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Voices in my head they like to talk I said they like to intervene
Don’t wanna hear your voice again I put my blade into his neck 
And if u coming to the show you better watch your center piece
Cuz karma mob we steady lurking in her throat just like some strep 

Don’t intersect the vest on his chest aye
Don’t even work my gun it got dead eye
Can’t even test yo best don’t got rep aye
Can’t even see the smoke gives me red eyes

I said how you gonna talk when you haven’t touched me at all 
And all these haters wanna hold me you can suck on my balls 
No I’m not sober I’ve been living everyday with withdrawls 
I heard you wanna be on top you haven’t got one call

Aye I think I’m stuck on my bad side
Aye he steady leaking he got baptized 
Bitch you are disposable get thrown away no crack pipe
Pass the blunt to him said it’s no wonder you have bad highs

It’s just a let down
Bitch I’m throwing shots put him to sleep he needa get down 
I don’t wanna rest my fist to heavy he get fed pounds 
Pussy got exposed you not the man you not a threat now
Bullets giving tans I got a plan he getting red now 

Talk to myself when I’m deep in night I be killing I don’t have a purpose
Punching his face til his teeth start to break in the back of this bitch I’m to perfect
She wanna fuck told that bitch I’m ok I’m still Putting my dick in her cervix 
Bitch I be working my stomach be churning I’m making that pussy get nervous 

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