Suicideboy Songs Lyrics

That's Very Minimalist Of You

[Ruby da Cherry:]

Ruby casting shadows

Looting fucking castles

Ruby got the bad hoes shaking like a graduating tassel

Uzi make it rattle

Gucci print I fucking dabble

All these bitches fucking battle

Bitch I'm fucking sunk at the bottom of a bottle

My problems too many blunts so Ruby facing problems

Suicidal idol rolling blunts out of broken bibles

Pussy boy I popped him with the rifle

Grey the fucking title




[Tony with da Tommy:]

Ridin' shotty with my shotty

Smokin' next to Oddy

Caught a body in the lobby

Then I emptied out my tommy

I'm that grimey mother fucker with them sluggas in my luggage

Wavy like the ocean, sad emotions, get the notion?

Grey my territory

Hoes know bout my story

Scum my category

Fuck these hoes while in my glory

Sippin' on that purple, thanks to drugs I feel immortal

Jumpin' in and out of portals, looking like I'm Andy Warhol

Gaudy pack Lord, with three hoes up in my Ford

Codeine always poured when I'm in the 7th Ward

Straw Chairs

[Ruby da Cherry:]

Shawty want to fuck

Told her bitch you out of luck

Came only to smoke

No this ain't no joke I don't fuck bitches I don't know I trust

Got a dozen blunts of dust and bitch I'm about to burn

No it ain't your turn

Blunts to my face

Solo blowing smoke rings

Choking

I'm a dope fiend

Smoking til my death I'm hoping

Put me in my coffin cause I'm coughing up my lungs




[$lick $loth:]

Bitches keep on callin' but I ain't got no service

Paypal me that cash if you looking for verses

Always on narcotics even when I say I stopped it

Walking with a limp, looking like I got arthritis

Twenty cigarettes, in my mother fucking car

Ridin' round town, I just popped a half a bar

Ridin' with your bitch as she bust down the cigar

Yea, I'm ridin' with your bitch and she bust down the cigar

I'm sayin...

Escape from BABYLON

Now I'm Up To My Neck With Offers

[LIL CUT THROAT:]

Ate a couple jiggas with that Glock on my side

Riding, hanging out the window, screaming "Who wanna die?"

Savage lil addict with 100 bad habits

Say "I need prayer," all I need is my ratchet

Pull up, swang with the blade

Then I pray over dead prey

Banging grey till my grave

Milli rock, sa passe

What that mean? I don't know, took about four Xans today

Sipping lean, dying slow, drugs make me feel okay

Jackal from the flames, make a stang of a bitch like you

Fuck the 12, fuck the cops, we ain't forgot about you

Kill mo', kill mo'

Gleesh walk on a sack

Burn a half a mil in cash

Fuck that paper, turn it ash

Walk away and start to laugh

"Ha-ha-ha-ha ha-ha"

No more, I got cash, cash, cash, and cars and broads

Hit that seven figure mark without an A&R

$carecrow walking in the fog

Life got worse than it was before, ho




[LIL INFECTED:]

Prolly cop a script of roxys

Prolly cop a...

Prolly, prolly cop a, prolly cop a...

Prolly, prolly




[LIL INFECTED:]

Prolly cop a script of roxys, Oddy kinda sloppy

Got me dodging all these bodies, body bag 'em in the lobby

Dropping Adderall in alcohol and then I pop a fucking oxy

I'm a zombie, I'm a motherfucking dead man walking

Speak on Oddy name, it's just another dead man talking

Got these dead men stalking, copy silhouette chalky

Typing out your problems, just another red handed hawking

Cherry flavored dick, Ruby got these chicken heads squawking

Do it how I does it, yeah, fuck the way they say they taught me

Please just fucking off me

Plague is pleading for diseases so y'all get the fuck up off me

Only saying cheese when I ask how much they brought me

Fuck a frame freeze, command delete on these fucking paparazzi offspring

Fuck

[Lil Remains:]

Fuck a dead body, don't pick 'em up, let 'em dry

East Side, 59, with the choppers out the ride

Mommas cry, kids die, second line, Vietnam

Testify, crucified, have your family by your side

Full of fuck shit, double my cup with mud, bitch

Sluts wanna suck dick, hit 'em with the drop kick

Bitch, your pussy nonsense, demons with the Glock grip

Suicidal cult shit, love to watch the blood drip



Dead man walking, aye, yah, aye

Dead man walking, aye, yah, aye

Dead man walking, aye, yah, aye

Dead man walking, aye, yah, aye

Dead man walking, aye, yah, aye

Dead man walking, aye, yah, aye




[Yung Mutt:]

Rather be dead than bored, settle the score

Let the metal pour right on to the floor

Fuck your brain, you fucking whore

Fuck your chain, you slave, I left the bloodstains on the door

Blade made of iron ore

Made stains right on the shore

Washed away, the waves took it north

But now I gotta stay warm

Catch another flight and now I'm back on tour

Can't relax me motherfucking sacre coeur

Used to make shit pop like fucking kettle corn



I'm just a dead man walking, yeah

I'm just a dead man walking, yeah

I'm just a dead man walking, yeah

I'm just a dead man walking, yeah

I'm just a dead man walking, yeah

I'm just a dead man walking, yeah

Gaudy Pack $hawty

[$crim x2:]

Bitch I shoot like Steph Curry

On my back I got that 30

Gaudy Pack Shawty

I know all these bitches want me



I'm bending corners and I'm swerving

You know my wrist stay working

Got them golds in my mouth

You can tell by the sound

You know $crimmy never worried

And that's until I'm buried

We gone call up on drank

I swear it's all I can think

Smoking green drinking pink, yea




[Ruby da Cherry:]

You know Ruby got them cherries

You know I talk real slurry

Bitch look like the Virgin Mary but her hair real curly

Bitch I shoot em like I'm Jordan

I got that foil for the 40

Coming live from New Orleans

Oddy that shawty

I got a blunt for all these bitches

Give em all to Charles Slickens

I don't fuck any of these bitches cause its nothing but slim pickings

Ya'll can feast on all the trimmings yeah




[$crim x2:]

Bitch I shoot like Steph Curry

On my back I got that 30

Gaudy Pack Shawty

I know all these bitches want me




[Yung God:]

You know that all my niggas serving

All my hoes are servants

Shoot like Steph Curry, Kyrie Irving gotcha 30's

You can keep your ho because she fuck me like a virgin

Yung God in this bitch and I'm the closest thing to perfect

You know I never feel emotion

I'm only feeling what I'm smoking

It's $uicide the way we smoking

When I die just bury me up in the ocean

Finding Shelter In My Larynx

Everything's black

You did good, $lick

(It's a SMASH!)



I'm screaming, "Fuck love", 'cause I guess I never got enough

Shark attack, and now every summer like I'm Oddy Nuff

Grey Gorilla, I'm gripping my Harambe nuts

How can I trust when my own blood be acting sus? (Fuck)

I got feelings, I could never feel

Keeping a blade up under my tongue just so I can guard my heel

Constantly eating pills like I never skip a meal

At most they want to chill, but I just give 'em Vistaril



Your call has been forwarded to an automated voice messaging service



All these missed calls, texts left on read

When I do answer the phone, it's usually "Who is this again?"

I can see it in their eyes that they see me as a check, as a threat

Fucking hating on me, waiting on me to miss a fucking step

They would love to catch me slipping, yeah, that's why I learned to fly

Always tryna touch the sun before I fall to my demise

Broken skeleton scattered, I'm only buzzing 'cause of the flies

But I gained a million listeners on Spotify overnight

Genesis

[Intro:]

Hey, you, yeah, I'm talkin' to you

Get over here, I said, "Get over here"

Get your, ahaha

You know they say that money is the root of all evil

Oh, no wonder I love it so much




[ODDY NUFF DA $NOW LEOPARD:]

Fuck an-fuck an introduction, bitch, you already know

$uicide death row, $uicide death row

Fuck an-fuck an introduction, bitch, you already know

$uicide death row, ridin' slow-mo in a four

Fuck an-fuck an introduction, bitch, you already know

$uicide death row, $uicide death row

Fuck an-fuck an introduction, bitch, you already know

$uicide death row, ridin' slow-mo in a four




[Ruby da Cherry:]

Ayy, sold my soul to the GREY

Became a household name

I claimed my grave and chained my name

I'm out the game

I don't play to win

I don't play at all and win by default

I climbed to the top just to see how far down I would fall

Looked up at the heavens and thought it looked small

Below me a valley a demons constantly scheming

I looked back down thinking "fuck all of ya'll"

I came into this world as an accident

Blazing trails just to get a whiff of that blackened scent

Pull up in the porsche if the benz got in an accident

Fuck

Ima have to get my car wrapped again

I'm back again

Back against the wall

Tryna live it up before the curtain falls

White knuckle grip holding up my GREY cabal

Any questions?

Give one of my managers a call




[ODDY NUFF DA $NOW LEOPARD:]

Fuck an-fuck an introduction, bitch, you already know

$uicide death row, $uicide death row

Fuck an-fuck an introduction, bitch, you already know

$uicide death row, ridin' slow-mo in a four

Fuck an-fuck an introduction, bitch, you already know

$uicide death row, $uicide death row

Fuck an-fuck an introduction, bitch, you already know

$uicide death row, ridin' slow-mo in a four




[$crim:]

Used to hide from the pigs not it's the IRS

Wetto stil white trash

Fuck all the alphabets

Ain't a damn thing changed but the change I got

All these chains came from pain and the blame I rock

Just gimme the drop

Gimme the spot

Gimme the time

Gimme the place

Ringing the 9

Bringing the mob

Keeping the iron by my waist

Off of the lines like a race

My decline gave me space to get my ind to redefine what the fuck I'm looking for today

So it's fuck an intro

Fuck what you think you know

"Scrim was better on dope"

Fuck I heard that before

Pulling crowds like the pope

Heard your broke and it shows

I won't say no names though but he got a cameo

$UICIDE til the murder show

Been getting head all around the globe

Backstage hoes tell em tally-ho

Maybe oddy though




[ODDY NUFF DA $NOW LEOPARD:]

Fuck an-fuck an introduction, bitch, you already know

$uicide death row, $uicide death row

Fuck an-fuck an introduction, bitch, you already know

$uicide death row, ridin' slow-mo in a four

Fuck an-fuck an introduction, bitch, you already know

$uicide death row, $uicide death row

Fuck an-fuck an introduction, bitch, you already know

$uicide death row, ridin' slow-mo in a four

I Want To BelieveI want to believe



[Yung $carecrow:]

Bitch boy back up off me before you catch these hands

You're in the pit

Don't give a shit and off a couple tabs

Extend my fist and bust his lip

Fuck no I can't relax

Put on my mask and rob the trap just so I can relapse

Coming to end your fucking life

Straight out the fire to terrorize

Look in my eyes

This your demise

Fuckboys going to die

Straight out the wild

Bound for the mile

$lick the mortified

The devilish child with a crooked ass smile

Welcome to the night



I want to believe




[Shawty Burn-a-Church:]

Grey- Grey blade

Grey camo rag wrapped around my face

Yung Plague dodging ammo

Animal instinct to erase

Dragon ashing blunts in my fucking talons

Grab 'em

Drag 'em to the fire

Let 'em burn up

We ignite 'em

Plague robbing grave

Laced blunts with fuckboy brains

Plague up in flames

Let the ash rain

Ash king reigns

Plague so fucking insane

Don't touch my fucking lane

Don't brush my fucking mane

Go tuck your fucking chain



I want to believe

Didn't They Give You Percoset?

Players never die

Hit the blunt, hit the blunt, hit the blunt, gettin' high

Hit the blunt, hit the blunt, hit the blunt, gettin' high

You did good $lick

Hit the blunt, hit the blunt, hit the blunt, gettin' high

It's a Smash

Hit the blunt, hit the blunt, hit the blunt, gettin' high

Hit the blunt, hit the blunt, hit the blunt, gettin' high

Hit the blunt, hit the blunt, hit the blunt, gettin' high

Hit the blunt, hit the blunt, hit the blunt, gettin' high

Hit the blunt, hit the blunt, hit the blunt, gettin' high



Sleepwalking through the game

Crushing 30s, early birdies, I don't fuck with pain

Forever pimpin' mane, make a bimbo pussy rain

Ten benzos, twenty-inch spokes swang

Blue DeVille match the pills that I'm popping on today

What a way, I make dying look great

Fashion statement, for my latest, flooded out the Drake

Suckers hate, change up like a pitch

$uicide was the goal, but I'll end up dying rich

Smoking up on that indo, dope in the tinfoil help to ease my brain

Fucking up on like ten hoes, all my chicken heads free range

Cup to the blunt, Wet do what he want, it ain't a motherfucking thang

Blowing hay for the Grey, only way I know is mine



Hit the blunt, hit the blunt, hit the blunt, gettin' high

Hit the blunt, hit the blunt, hit the blunt, gettin' high

Hit the blunt, hit the blunt, hit the blunt, gettin' high

Hit the blunt, hit the blunt, hit the blunt, gettin' high



Hit the streets in my 'Lac, just a young New Orleans mac

Smoking Vega's back to back, now I don't know how to act

Mask on, now I'm comfortable, Blanco so ungovernable

Doin' what the fuck I want, I don't want to do what you say I should

Court ordered shrink, court ordered treatment

All because I slipped up and drove my car up in the deep end

Relapse in Seattle, but I reupped in H-Town

The shorty I used to fuck would slide me Percs whenever I came down

I gave her dope dick until my dick gave up and laid down

I dipped when she was sleepin', I stole her purse, that's how that shit played out

Yeah, light up a blunt, I'm 'bout to smoke one

And I ain't passin' it to no one



Hit the blunt, hit the blunt, hit the blunt, gettin' high

Hit the blunt, hit the blunt, hit the blunt, gettin' high

Hit the blunt, hit the blunt, hit the blunt, gettin' high

Hit the blunt, hit the blunt, hit the blunt, gettin' high

Gettin' high

Gettin' high

Gettin' high

Gettin' high