Suicideboy Songs Lyrics

Everest

[Prince Mononoke the Frozen Shogun:]

Yea them ice caps meltin

Bitch I'm sippin glacier water

Yung frozen shogun

Raised by polar bears

About to slaughter with the chosen blade

I throw em in the frozen lake

Wooly mammoth loafing

Covered a hundred broken chains

Snow Leopard or Yung Plague

We both the same

It just depends on who I'm dealin with

I beat the piss out of myself then knot the rope then hang

Bitch it's snowing blades

I cut myself from soaking in the rain

Range Rover coated grey

Chauffeur driving

All bones and veins

Mowing lanes

Shoveling snow I'm colder than a grave




[$witchblade $crim:]

This shit I can't figure out

Is it that murder that's making my urges increasing much further to stack up my body count?

Don't sweat the beretta that's cocked at your head

I treasure the terror that I'm striking down

Satanic the posse

The triple six

Fifty Nine

Looking like Columbine

Defining my decline

The Yung Scarecrow creeping around your block at night fall

Just a cycle of a psycho who will smite all

Bitches in body bags

Psychosis is taking over

Popping Mercedes Xans

My diagnosis has made me colder

To Have And Have Not

[Ruby da Cherry:]

Hate me or love me, no, I don't care, it's the same thing

.45 in your face have a great day

*59 be the set, bitch I stay grey

Okay, here I come with the AK

Okay, Yung Plague got the blank slate

No cake, Yung Plague got a blank plate

So grey, Yung Plague got to break banks

No pain but I numb myself anyway

Renegade gotta get away so I levitate

The human race gotta find a way to renovate

Keep it simple, bitch I think I'm fucking Hemingway

Gotta find a bitch that I can penetrate

Let her know I ain't goin to inseminate

Separate then tell her to go meditate

She got depressed and overdosed now all she do is vegetate




[$lick $loth:]

Okay, hold up

Run up in the spot this a stick up

Tie the bitch up

Time to re-up

Hit 'em with the Onomatopoeia

When I speak up bitch I'm Jesus out the freezer because' I'm fucking cold, dead

Better yet a threat to any motherfucker coming at the fucking set

(The $carecrow) made out of roaches and locusts

Smokers who make waves like Moses no motive

Fucking some co-eds that think I'm a poet

But fuck it I pour it 'til I'm slumped and loaded

Reaching my lowest they think I'm heroic

Funny to me but they think that I'm chosen

Illusions illusions polluting the humans

One bullet away from my problem's solutions

Sippin' on Houston while I rot and ruin

Almight *59 bitch I die for my union

The Nail To The Cross

[Da $now Leopard:]

Double up the cup I think I'm overflowing

Ocean loaded

Ashing gold I'm fucking sold

The Devil stole my fucking soul

Yet I'm still cold, Hell froze

$now Leopard hoe repeller turn a blizzard into fucking Armageddon, Uh

Engine revving 7 wars up in the 7th Ward, but I'm number 11, Yuh

Attention getter, Ay

Grey Berretta, Ay

Slain ya whole gang in the motherfucking cellar, ay

Κλείστε την πόρτα

Then I penetrate your γυναίκα

The Demon ingester I swerve off and total my Tesla




[$carecrow:]

Pop the trunk watch me flex

Shoot a motherfucker with the AK next

Rather now than later cause I want to meet death

Can't scare a motherfucker even if you got lead

Flies chomp, welcome to the feast

Hit I-12 grab Ruby from the East

Snort a bag of dope shoot the rest in my feet

Gold on my teeth it's the beast off the leash

Fuck... Sheesh... R.I.P

Any motherfucker wanna come and try me

6 Blades 6 Bullets now you 6 feet deep

"$carecrow $carecrow man you starting to scare me"

Fuck... You... bitch I'm from the levees

Where the water ain't steady

Riding 20's on a chevy, Ay, Ay

Shake all the leaves when my feet hit the ground

I see that you pussy, boy don't make a sound

Datura

You know my neck on Medici

10 milli off a PC

Looking for that coke? Lemme holler at my KiKi

Box Chevy kiwi

Under water, smoking seaweed

Drop my kids in her field like they gonna play pee-wee



Ay, Northside

Get the gat, get the gat

From that 504

Where they screaming, "Who dat?"

From that east bloc

Backwood hood rats

Now take this fuckin' track so I can piss all on that plaque



Run up on my block and they gon' try and shoot

Ruby steady kickin' it wit yo bitch and we start knockin' boots

She keep tryna suck all on my dick like she got a rotten tooth

Inside of the whip looks like a motherfuckin' prostitute

Leopard pull up in a Delta 88, all black n gold

Radiating platinum smoke

Satiate your blackened soul

Bitch, I got 'em all running scared while I laugh alone

Yeah. they try to snag the throne

Turn 'em to a fuckin' bag of bones, oh

Fucking Your Culture

It's a Smash!

Praise to the devil

You did good $lick



It's that demented motherfucker

I'm kicking it with my brothers

Repping the *59

You know GREY the fucking color

My gat screaming "kell 'em, wetto, hit 'em where they lay!"

Smoking 'em like some indo

Let the pistol up and spray

Never could be fucked with

My dick they love to suck it

They calling me game 7 slick

I switch a bitch like subjects

Pull up continental

Make a hoe get sentimental

I got 18K in dental

Balling with no fundamentals

Michael Jackson off a thriller dose

Hold off on the killer dose

Cooking up in a rental

"BAM!"

Emeril with the chemical

Northside general

Pull up in that benz

Forgis turn it something cynical

Anyway

Think I'm bout to die by anyday

Half high pass five

Rolling up that Mary Jay

I might drop 30 like Curry with no NBA

Hop out Eddie Murray with the stick and let it swing away

Hot boy turn the block out

Pimping out the crack house

Macking up on these bitches

Flew a hoe to fuck from Krakow

My dick threw her back out

Packed and flew her back out

Been running and gunning and fucking

All while tripping in a black out

Mane it's the killer

Northside guerilla

Mom and dad both friends and my ex a pill dealer

Tell me who keep it realer?

There's no drug I ain't touched

Basquiat you face and I Banksy your face up

Boy aim with your face up

They clowns with no make up

This me before warm ups

I ain't even laced up

Fuck boy get your rank up

Robbing and dealing and homicide

Spice 1 wetto from the ghetto

I was born to die

Let 'em fry



Ruby getting up in them gizzards

Neck look like a blizzard

Keeping an eye on these snakes in the grass so I move just like a lizard

Backwood tastes vanilla

Popping pain killers

Grip the .45

I feel like the grey gorilla

Chickenheads flocking

They think I'm a quesadilla

Beating up the pussy I must be a lady killer

Papa pine break your spine

Rub her clit like it's a vibe

Now she's asking what's my sign so I threw up the *59

I'm the lord of the 7th ward

Pick the lock of heaven's door

Feel no need to settle scores

Leave pussies red and sore

Never called her back she breaking down like metalcore

Everybody steals my sauce like they fiending for peppercorn

Check the score

GREY*59 5 and 0 in the 4th

What a chore

Rolled a blunt so big we'll have to light it with a torch

Whip looks like it might've lost the second world war

Ruby such an animal

7th ward dragon

When I breathe it's fucking flammable

Keep my click tight and isolated like we cannibals

All these fucking chains

You would think I'm wearing mannacles

Yea bitch tell what's happening

Dick so big I'll turn her pussy to the grand canyon

All my haters pussy like I keep on smelling salmon

Keep it old school

I might pull up with a cannon

Yeah bitch tell me what it is

Wake up with a smile picking out the right fit

Oj in the morning like I stabbed a white bitch

Every color in the fucking rainbow sucked my white dick



Wait for a beep, dial 5-9 and hit the pound

Um, okay, so I'll talk to you later

My Scars Are Like Evidence Being Mailed To The Judge

[$witchblade $crim:]

Eternal rest

The bloody mess

Keeping the motherfucking devil hot

Satanic mentality

Happily making the bodies drop

I'm on the block

Circling cops

Ready for their demise

Screams resinate through the night so I can't close my eyes

Hard to swallow when the hollows enter through your throat

Lately I wallow in my sorrow cause I cannot cope

The dope, the coke, the drank, the lean, the pills, the X, the smoke

The rope to choke the pain away

I'm broken till I croak




[Yung Snow:]

Baby let me get the keys to the Rover truck

Baby let me get the weed

There's more for us

When these suckas leave, yeah we can smoke a blunt and fuck

I bust a nut and now it's time to get the fuck up out my crib

Yeah, here's a couple bucks

Bitch I'm Oddy Nuff

Creeping out the cut

Blood seeping out my cut with the shotty pump

You might escape the Tommy gun because I'm busy puffing blunts

But soon enough, you'll come back round

You screaming "Lock me up! Please! Box me up!"

I got you sucka

Start a flame and turn your body into dust

Smoke your body in the blunt

Copy us

I'll light it up

Obey The Walrus

[Project Pat:]

Know we keep the best of green so you know I'm smoking

Know we keep the, know we keep the, know we keep the, know we keep the

Know we keep the best of green so you know I'm smoking

Know we keep the best of green so you know I'm smoking

Know we keep the best of green so you know I'm smoking

Know we keep the best of green so you know I'm smoking

Know we keep the, know we keep the, know we keep the, know we keep the




[PAPA PINE:]

Bitch I feel like tungsten

Lungs itch from crumbling piff

A dozen blunts lit stuck on my lips

I summon something bloodless from the fucking pits of hell

Yeah, I got fungus growing in my stomach because I'm chugging wishes from the wishing well

Watch me swell from ingesting infectious hopes and dreams

You will never perfect them

Smoking weed while I'm texting affections to your hoe named "Alexis"

Adding her to my collection

Told her pull up to the 7th

I got one zip of that dumb shit but no protection

Now the blunt's lit

She's a punk bitch

To my recollection, pussy like a dungeon

Got me mumbling

Now I'm flexing at the function

G*59 we run shit




[Project Pat:]

Know we keep the best of green so you know I'm smoking

Know we keep the, know we keep the, know we keep the, know we keep the




[GERM:]

Ran up on 'em with the terror squad

I swear to god

Up north, I'm off the snow with a bad lil' hoe

My woes with me on that rambo flow

Kick down the door

We don't knock

We send shots

Touchdown

I got the pack

Roll that sit back

No lack

Trusty burner relax on my lap

I got yo bitch on my dick

Audemaur wrist so slick

Dripping all wet on my shit

I wish a nigga would come claim his bitch

I got flame for that shit

Respect ain't shit

Y'all niggas ain't shit

This shit is sickening

Never stopping, DN$ the limitless

Running, ruling I need infinite

Aw shit

Roll my dope

Bang hoes with my bros

Roll that motherfucking ghetty green, a nigga tryna smoke




[Project Pat:]

Know we keep the best of green so you know I'm smoking

Know we keep the, know we keep the, know we keep the, know we keep the




[$LICK $LOTH:]

Lil Remains gon make a stain

Lil Remains gon

Seven grams in the raw cone

Fuck boy, it's my dick you can jump off

Oh lord, I just popped me a xan bar

Hold court when I ride with the pistol grip

Talk shit to a fat bitch, make her feel average

Bet sensei one stack if he smash it

Woke up in the AM I heard that he passed it

Migo and Meth and lil' Germ hit her backwards

Northside Shawty got the 40 with the gaudy

Purgatory is where I reside

East side of highway fifty nine

West side that MI crooked letter crooked letter I P P I

We don't see time

We don't decline, but we stay high

Shadows under them street lights

Keep hoes out of my sight

Germ said he got that potent

Ruby told Meth to roll it

Know we keep the best of green, so you know I'm smoking




[Project Pat:]

Know we keep the, know we keep the, know we keep the

Fold

[Oddy Nuff da Snow Leopard:]

Pay me, pay me, pay me

Bitch I'm broke I need some fucking tape

Y'all think ya'll are wavey, but I be the motherfucking wave

Everything is gravy

Place me safely in my fucking grave

I'm a shady motherfucker

Steady sipping lemonade

Renegade in suade

Ain't gonna trade my spade just to get laid

Ain't no charade

Tipping 4's down Esplanade

Faded in the Escalade

Ain't afraid of escapades

I got the blade to serenade and flay

Pocket full of breadcrumbs

Bitch I'm looking for the cake




[Slick Sloth:]

Keeping the pimp hand strong

I stay alone

Ain't got time for a bitch today

Money ain't long but I play along just how a playa play

Until I decay six feet in my grave

Five Nine gonna rep that Grey

Bet a bitch gon' pay

When the AK spray

Leave a dead body on display

Light the cig

Then I laugh at death

Fucked a bitch

Then I light the meth

Pool I'm swimming in full of cest

Been depressed since I came possessed

Threat the set

We gon' cut yo neck

Swerve a vette just to cause a wreck

Triple 6 $uicide

Devil's roulette

I'm Done.

[Intro:]

Bitch ass niggas make me wanna act insane whats up mane

Bitch ass niggas make me wanna act insane whats up mane

You can try to run, I'mma cock my gat and blast you

You can try to run, I'mma cock my gat and blast you

Bitch ass niggas make me wanna act insane whats up mane

Bitch ass niggas make me wanna act insane whats up mane




[Yung Maraschino:]

Still got no hoes, so I'm pouring four o's

Solo in a solo cup, double up, three percs fizzle at the

Bottom if you don't know

Hit you when I throw bones

From a pile of skeletons still sitting in my front lawn

Drawn to the shadow, call me Shadowkhan

Crawl to the gallows, now the shadow gone

Born with an arrow, sharp with a broken bow

Aim it at the fucking battlefront

Ladder climbing up to her window

Glass shatters, now I'm playing fucking limbo

Yeah, I got the cut on my neck, now that bitch wet

Only fucking with me when she thinks I'm depressed

Told that bitch "bet"

I'mma fucking jet, no sweat, I'mma sip lead

Swallow fucking bullets 'til my lips seep red

Ruby been dead




[Hook:]

You can try to run, I'mma cock my gat and blast you

You can try to run, I'mma cock my gat and blast you

Bitch ass niggas make me wanna act insane whats up mane

Bitch ass niggas make me wanna act insane whats up mane




[Lil Remains:]

Yung James Jones sipping on that throwed

MAC-11 grip, and my fucking pistol all chrome

I'm fucking bound to the bone, bound to the phonk

Every day a different day, still getting throwed

Middle finger to the hoes, middle finger to the world

Umbrella for the tears and the red rain coming down my eyelids

Hate this showbiz, hate all this fame shit

Vanish away like SpaceGhostPurrp did

Either that or blow a hole through my head, shit

'Cause things ain't what it is, everything switched

It's like I'm watching a movie and I've seen the end

Pretend smiles turn to whispers when your body turns

Scarecrow 'bout to burn up in an urn




[Outro:]

Whats up mane

You can try to run, I'mma cock my gat and blast you

You can try to run, I'mma cock my gat and blast you

Bitch ass niggas make me wanna act insane whats up mane

Bitch ass niggas make me wanna act insane whats up mane

La Croix

[Yung Maraschino:]

Bitch I'm in Russia playing roulette at a casino

Bitches calling me Yung Maraschino

But I'm selfish with the fucking Pinot

Direct them out my fucking face I think I'm Tarantino

Codeine in my San Pellegrino

Sniffing up Pacino

Take a trip to Reno

Dropping acid but it ain't amino

Now I think I'm Dan Marino sipping cappuccino

All of a sudden I see mosquitos

Blood sucking ducking bugs coming from below

One of them turns into my P.O

So I fire off a shot and then I fucking reload

Thinking I'm a hero

Next thing I remember I was in a hospital bed

Gun blast to the head looking like a zero

Now I'm surrounded by flames like I was Nero




[Yung Heath Ledger:]

It's that thuggish ruggish $uicide

Every day my momma cries

She knows I wanna fucking die

Always asking who am I

Shoot and die I never miss

Scarecrow creepin' in the mist

Put that gun up to my lips

Fill my mouth up with the clip

The ever lasting triple 6 fuckin' murder killer

Perscription filler

Ain't a thing to rob a drug dealer

Under water savage creeping through the lake like Jason

59 mobbing deeper than the Free Masons

Ripping and killing these bitches I swear you gonna feel the pain

Never did fuck with no snitches and I put that on my daddy's name

Covered in crows

Up I glo

Call up Snow to roll that dro then up I go drifting in smoke

Anxiety creeping through my body I'll prolly pop another Oxy

Tony with the Tommy I'm walking dead just like a zombie

Feel like Yung Heath Ledger

Put the razor in my mouth

Cut a smile on my face

Do you like how I look now?