Suicideboy Songs Lyrics

The Road To Hell Is Highway 59

[Yung Plague:]

Bitch I got ice on my wrist

That's to stop to slice from swelling

Bitch I'll burn a fucking church and sell the ashes to the reverend

Ask the weapon

Ain't no stepping

Ain't no climbing

Bitch I'm sliding and I wreck it

Curbs getting swerved over

Bitch I murder then repress it

Life full of lessons and I didn't learn shit

So I burned the school too

Got a sandbox full of ashes for the kids

Catch me shining in the Lac

Got a diamond painted black

Frame in tact

Flame is back

Get the fuck up off the grid




[Yung Scarecrow:]

Hi, I want to die

Black out my eyes and crucify

I find in Satan's eyes

Carry my sixes around with pride

Killer, killer sweeping the bodies

Tony the Tommy with grip on the shotty

Low life creeping and plotting

Suboxone on me with a script of neurotin

Body numb speaking in tongues

Opium tar in my lungs

Pistol packing skull cracking

I'm that fucking gothic savage

Vampire laced in satin

Love to catch a fuck boy lacking

Cadillac macking crackhead

Tracking all who slacking ratting




[RVMIRXZ:]

Fucking with the evil ones straight from the crypt

Drenched in the blood from the souls that I rip

Creep through the darkness, I'm murdering bustas

I'm huntin whatever's inside of my circuits

I'm burning these bodies, I'm diggin up graves

Stuck in the place where Jesus won't save

Triple 6, Satan's kids

G to the 59 don't play shit

Serial killers we sellin our souls

Fuckin with us and your body will fold

Step in the shadow where nobody knows

Begging for life but it's instantly cold

Voices inside of my head

Pitted for murder and blood to be shed

Creep out the darkness, the devil once said

If you fucking with him then it's death to ya head

Murda

Big Shot Cream Soda

(You did good, $lick)

.45, put it to your brain and then we blow it off

.45, put it to your brain and then we blow it-blow it

Dirty Sprite, pour it in my cup and then I'm noddin' off

I get to this money, count these hunnids, then I blow it off

.45, put it to your brain and then we blow it off

.45, put it to your brain and then we blow it-blow it

Dirty Sprite, pour it in my cup and then I'm noddin' off

I get to this money (Yeah), count these hunnids, then I blow it off



Bitch, I put down the heroin and picked up all these bitches

But both the dope and the hoes always in my ear hissin' (Blow it, blow it, dirty Sprite)

I'm a ghost, the whole globe peel off in a Phantom, driftin'

Decisions damagin' my image

Picture me ridin' into the horizon, throwin' up sixes

From a shed in the yard to hirin' guards (Throw it up, .45)

Snow Leopard still right off of St. Bernard at the hornet's nest

All my bitches born again (Ay, ay!)

All I gotta say to my partners is, "Of course" and "When?" (Ay, ay!)

Generation 59, drip a drop of acid in my mind's eye

Now I'm thinkin' everything is tie-dye, Wock' up in a Mai Tai

All this ice on my neck, why would I fly? (Ay, ay!)

Make a bitch wet, but maybe I'll just leave her high and dry (Ay, ay!)



.45, put it to your brain and then we blow it off

.45, put it to your brain and then we blow it-blow it

Dirty Sprite, pour it in my cup and then I'm noddin' off

I get to this money, count these hunnids, then I blow it off



Got this big drank, big syrup, I just poured a little soda in it (Ha ha, ha)

Doctors be on top of me, they prolly worried 'bout my kidneys

Who you kiddin'? Never stop, it's B-J-T-S to the top (To the top)

I pull her weave when shorty bop, I bob and weave until he knocked (Until he knocked)

1-8-7 on your block, it's just another homicide

You was feelin' safe and warm until I let that chopper slide (Fah-fah, fah-fah!)

Hellpup sick 'em, kill 'em all, I drown in downers 'til I fall

I'm blackin' out in bathroom stalls, I'm always on that break the law

Wakin' up to Satan's call, God be on the other line

Poppin' pills until I'm gone, I'll call him back another time

Rappin' easy, spittin' facts, now go and put that shit on wax

Trappin' harder, that's a fact, but both 'em got them snakes and rats (Big Juice tha' Sip!)



.45, put it to your brain and then we blow it off

.45, put it to your brain and then we blow it-blow it

Dirty Sprite, pour it in my cup and then I'm noddin' off

I get to this money, count these hunnids, then I blow it off (7th Ward)



I went from, "Lemme rest in peace," to "Let me flex in peace"

Playin' Russian roulette with them pressed thirties

Gold cross on the revolver, Devil's hand on the grip

Holy Water in my 'script so I get blessed as I sip

Sony want my Sig (Nawf), that's gon' cost a Urus (Side)

Shawty want my kid (Nawf), that's gon' cost a jurist (Side)

Sage match the Benz (Nawf), both them bitches German (Side)

You know what it is (Nawf), I'm Grey until the furnace (Side)

Told my bitch, "Go shoppin'" and she brought me back a draco

Actin' like they Grey but they ain't gang unless I say so

SHAMELESS $UICIDE, this shit deeper than a K hole

Feel like Hillary with all these killers on my payroll



.45, put it to your brain and then we blow it off

.45, put it to your brain and then we blow it-blow it

Dirty Sprite, pour it in my cup and then I'm noddin' off

I get to this money, count these hunnids, then I blow it off

.45, blow it off

.45 (It's a smash), blow it-blow it

Dirty Sprite, noddin' off

I get to this money, hunnids, blow it off

Dead Batteries[Sample x4:]

Hit the tone, cock it back, ho I gotta holla at

Hollow points in yo direction nigga ain't no stoppin' that




[Yung Christ:]

Bitches know I got the vendetta

Rollin' up the lettuce

$uicidal penned letters

Gone and roll the credits

Swervin' in a Chevy, ready to land them hollow points

I'm coming for that fetti, fetti

I hate to disappoint

Just lace me down in grey and black

Loc'ed out, ridin' in my grandmaw's Cadillac

Poppin' roxies, got 100 in my back pack

Full moon, so my eyes lookin' jet black

Just move back, ho




[Sample x4:]

Hit the tone, cock it back, ho I gotta holla at

Hollow points in yo direction nigga ain't no stoppin' that




[Yung Mutt:]

Here I come to paint it grey

Whip look like I drive a pile of ashes

Light the blunt and fucking fade away

Took a minute to get it lit and then even more to get it finished

Sipping Gatorade and Tanqueray

I rake the blade and blame the flame

I save the fame for later dames

The gator chained up in the lake

Up early fucking gaining brain

I train the pain by draining cake

I aim to reign my brain is stained

I say the same I never change

Don't pop Champagne I'm a-okay

I stay away from flashing lights

I paved my way straight to the bank




[Sample x4:]

Hit the tone, cock it back, ho I gotta holla at

Hollow points in yo direction nigga ain't no stoppin' that

2nd Hand

[SOULJA RAG MURDER:]

Grey Five Nine

All I see is scrubs

Face mean mugged

On a couple drugs

Smoke with migo plug

FTP my blood

Grey the fucking gang

Boy, stay in your lane



Never high, just maintain

Hate this fame, hate this game

Take these shoes, last a day

Oil flowing through my veins

Lil Remains, that make that stain

Y'all look good in cellophane

Mane, insane, real blade

Swing it through your fucking brain

I said fuck 'em, we got a problem?

Fuck you gonna do with it? I think nada

Just a persona (okay), and I'm Nirvana (Cobain)

Popping xans to make you mad, I know you want some

Rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling

Got an ounce of the coke, white snow floating

River road shawty, Yung Christ, one chosen

Slick tote the AK-47 stolen, woadie joscing




[SNOWMANE:]

All of y'all are over-saturating 'Preme and Bape

Bitch it's FTP all fucking day, all y'all look the fucking same

Fuck the fame, fuck a lane

Bitch I'm bout to swerve into the toll booth and scrape the change

Bring out your dead and blaming it on Yung Plague

Bitch I pull up with the K

K9 by my right leg 'till I say OK

K9 on his hind legs ripping off your face

All I gotta say is G*59 until the grave

One color (one color)

Two numbers (two numbers)

Three fingers in the sky amongst the thunder

I'm like fuck the others I'ma

(fuck the others I'ma)

Bring the ruckus

I might fuck your bitch

She swears she suffers under the covers

I'ma-I'ma-I'ma hell hound, hell bound, shawty wanna die

I'ma sell pounds, sell pounds, shawty said she might

Let them bells pound, bells pound, shawty wanna cry

I'm like fuck it every night

Keep turning black, I close my eyes

Eclipse

[Romeo da Black Rose:]

Catch me in the back in all black

I be that shadow hovering just like the shallow end bubbling up with blood and guts

I used to be known as a shark attack, but now I'm hot like the cherry on my bitch's blunt wrap

Because I am the wave

Yung Plague the hurricane

I am the wave as I crash on the shore flooding the trail you paved

Move out my way bitch, I'm making a stain

Bleach ain't the way to remove all the grey

Hating 'cause I took the wind out of your sails

Now you dried up and salty 'cause I am the wave

I was the shipwreck, but then I sank

Full moon, hope you don't cry wolf

High Tide in the Snake's Nest, I'm the mongoose

Some say you can see the blue sky dilute

As I blow another grey cloud

Hangin' my noose




[Yung Christ:]

Fuck do you mean we not running the scene?

Took us only one year to be underground kings

Straight out of hell with the intent to sell

Y'all been doing this shit since the year 2012

Fuck do you mean when you say you don't see us

That grey that surrounds you created by Jesus

But Jesus is me I'm Yung Christ, I'm that leader

Better be careful when threading that needle

Word around town Lil Slick got a murder charge

Whipping cop cars while I'm gone off them Xanny bars

Don't you fucking reach for life

Bitch take this knife

Tape his mouth and cut the lights

Time for the last rites

South Side $uicide

[Slick Sloth:]

Outside in an all black ride

Tint rolled up when I'm high

Said they all wanna live but I just wanna die

Mo-Motherfucker, if you're looking for me find me in the night

I got a knife don't want to fight

I want to take your fucking life and end it right on sight

When I strike, if you bark better bite

Block hot, fuck the cops

Pop a six shot Glock

Then I trot to the rocks

With me own blood clot

Red dot, bodies drop when I cock then I spot

No tomb, no plot, throw them off of the yacht

Undocked with the slot of the skull

Hanging in the fucking river, ho

$u-$uicide, 666, *59 so cynical




[Yung Plague:]

Got a pound in the blunt I'm loungin'

Pour another round I'm drownin'

Climb to the top I will jump off the mountain, aye

Swervin', Swervin' in a motherfucking all white Crown Vic

Blue lights mounted, Siren howlin'

Stole it from a cop because he popped another brown kid, aye

Got the town lit up by the flames that I made from my grey serenade

Make way for the Plague

On the 7th day grey bodies lay in their graves

Still got the badge still got the gun

Still got the patch still got the stun

Still got the cash bitch I burn it for fun

Put the Glock to my skull then I...




[Pouya:]

Yuh, yuh, yuh

South Side $uicide, kill yourself, ho

Say you gettin' money but your numbers don't show

You a liar, baseball bat fully wrapped in barbed wire

For anyone that's tryna get by us

I been thinkin' a lot

I see these rappers tryna get at my spot

Robb told me you gotta get it how you live

Told that bitch "You better get up out my biz"

Pickle-breath-ass ho with a face like thizz

(Shut the fuck up)

You don't want no issue with

Nose seen more blow than most nose seen a tissue

I got anxiety so I can't really do an interview

Don't come close to me

I'm not the one to really do it how it's 'sposed to be

Independent, tell the label to get over me

I'm over here with my peers gettin' rich point blank

Before I bring her to the crew make sure that bitch don't stink

Ain't no rules to the game, talk how you want

Walk how you want, my job is the shit

I used to clean up shit from the rim of the toilet

Now I'm gettin' money, I don't gotta pack a pistola

Okay, maybe, cause jealousy make a man go crazy (go cray)

Money make a motherfucker hate me

One thousand bitches they all wanna date me

Cold Turkey[Future:]

Hot boy, BG, that's the way these young niggas eat

Drinking on syrup can't sleep, drinking on syrup can't sleep

Hot boy, BG, that's the way these young niggas eat

Drinking on syrup can't sleep, drinking on syrup can't sleep

Hot boy, BG, that's the way these young niggas eat

Drinking on syrup can't sleep, drinking on syrup can't sleep




[$lick $loth:]

Every night I'm drinkin' on syrup, can't sleep

Hi-Tech, promethazine, real cheap

Codeine got me on the loc' in the creep

Smoked out, riding with Uzi in the Jeep

Buffet Boys with the $uicide, know that we druggin'

Look at my face, bitch, I'm numb, can't feel nothing

Stealing they place, and it got y'all all bugging

You won't say no names, but who else you see bussing?

Just me and my cousin, stay bustin' and cuttin'

These motherfuckers only nuttin' and puffin'

Let's see how it's jumping

When we up in public, don't bring out the old me

'Cause then I'll start dumping, the blood will start gushing

All because of yo' fronting

51-50, bitch, I don't do bluffing




[Future:]

Hot boy, BG, that's the way these young niggas eat

Drinking on syrup can't sleep, drinking on syrup can't sleep

Hot boy, BG, that's the way these young niggas eat

Drinking on syrup can't sleep, drinking on syrup can't sleep




[Ruby Da Cherry:]

Before I hit the blunt, I gotta pop a couple Oxy

Cherry flavor Coke, I flip the cap, and now I'm sloppy

Copy-cat motherfucker looking like a pussy, I will fuck you up, boy

And your squad won't stop me! Aye

Call me a snake in the wrong habitat

Give me a name, I will swallow the rat whole

Cold like the fucking polar icecaps

In a black Cadillac, killing myself in the back

Gaudy pack shawty smokin' blasts

Toting bags full of masks

Pop a tag off the motherfucking body bag

Oddy have a problem, prolly never gonna solve 'em

Spotted cat looking like a fallen angel with no halo

Fuckboy funeral, bitch, I may go captain insane-o

Side bitch and my enemy is the same hoe




[Future:]

Hot boy, BG, that's the way these young niggas eat

Drinking on syrup can't sleep, drinking on syrup can't sleep

Hot boy, BG, that's the way these young niggas eat

Drinking on syrup can't sleep, drinking on syrup can't sleep




[Pouya:]

Yuh, yuh

Exuberant lunatics hop out the whip

Like Young Thug and get through with it

I dated your Momma, sedated your Father

Then threw his body to the ocean, he sank to the bottom

I ain't Lil Scrappy, but baby, you don't want no problems

Who is that in the back of the Cadillac with the MAC?

Cocked back, ready to bang into his own brain

Triple $ be the set don't disrespect me

Got hunnid more hoes just from this EP

One shell to your back, you a ninja turtle

Put your whole dead body in a fucking hurdle

I don't want to, but if I have to I will hurt you

And if my lil' ass can't do it myself, my lil' homie will murk you

Your girl is my bitch, I know you smell the perfume, yuh

Leave Your Things Behind II

[Lord of Loneliness:]

Allow me to collect myself

I'm all over the place

Put my brain on the shelf

Throw me away

My hands always hiding my face never knew why

I guess it's cause I feel erased

Sever new ties

I'm best when I feel I'm replaced

Get the glue

Might have to clean up this mess tonight

Black skies

Not a star in sight

That's why I get scarred from light

My demons escape to the place where there's blue skies

They leave me behind with no trace

Get the noose tied

My neck snapped and my body hangs in the new light

The end only comes when it's time




[Yung Lowdown:]

Baby, I've longed to see you

Baby, can't think of nothing but you

I'm caged in

Walls cave in

Sinking I can't swim

Do you think of me when you're fucking him?

Do you think of...

(Fuck)... because it's only you I want

I'm hurting, I can't front

Seems like I can't get enough of you ripping me apart

You got me broken and on my own

Hoping you call my phone

But you're blocked because I'm trying to move on

To be frank, I fell in love with a hoe

But I need you

Underwater Malibu

[Yung Mutt:]

Ruby steady swervin' down this muddy road

Whip got like a hundred spokes

My gas tank needle doesn't show how much gas I'm about to blow

Told $lick don't roll down the windows

We'll probably drown just for your info

He rolled the bitch down and let in the minnows

The velvet seats ruined they used to be pimp though

Swam out the whip

Hold my breath

Count to 10

Guess this it so we left

Got to swim to the surface before we start breathin in water

Looked up and saw the sun fade I'm a goner

Bitch, lay me down along the bottom of the lake

Forever hauntin' Pontchartrain until I rise up out my grave




[Yung $carecrow:]

Coming up out them ditches on the bridges in the 7th Ward

Lurkin' back out the cut creeping with Mutt riding down St. Bernard

Xanax bars

Chevy Cars

Plenty broads, curve 'em all

Was born to fall

On a good day I crawl

That cocaína dripping out my nose

Pour my 4's in Aquafina

It ain't no secret everybody know that I'm a feind

That weapon keepin' always sleeping with my loaded nina

Young Emphysema always smoking on that Hiroshima

Kill Yourself (Part IV)

They figure me a dead motherfucker

Romeo da Black Rose, sheddin' petals

Hold me over 'til they finish digging me a hole

I need a new beginning, so I tiptoe behind my foe's, bitch

Unzip, I'm throwing it into that bitch's hole

Calling all my enemies the same place where that dick go

Fuck an online pussyboy talkin' shit

Acting like it was a brick thrown through a window

Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me

Some slick hoes might catch me froze, but soon they will desert me

Get rich, blow that smoke in O's, don't ever act so thirsty

Sick diss though, fuck all this, slowly die before I'm thirty



Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah



Isn't it so convincing how that blade slide 'cross my throat?

Coke residue all in my nose

Couple graves dug for my foes and it goes (Eyes, eyes)

On and on, my girlfriend calling my phone

Ain't seen her in about a week, this depression got me weak

Ever wake up every day and you want to die? (Death!)

Life going good, can't figure out why

Blank walls all around me, keep the pills nearby

Playin' with the nine, then I close my eyes

$uicide only thing gonna gratify this urge to leave

Can't you hear my plea? I'm down on my knees



Eyes, eyes (Tickle)

Eyes, eyes (Tickle)