Suicideboy Songs Lyrics

MEGA ZEPH

[whispers indistinctly]

[OG Corpse:]

The fuck I need with life?

(What the fuck?!)

Life is what needed me

They looking around for who?

Who the fuck gonna save me?

Yung Christ been dodging death

Dodging death done became my thing

Take my chances with the Glock

Cock it back and let nina sing

Looking out my window

Feel my pulse going down

Been mixing chemicals trying to find a compound

I don't wanna feel a thing

Give me the drugs numb the pain

Get away

Fuck out my face

You want to switch?

Well here's my place

Bitch you can take it

How the fuck does it look from my view?

Tell me what you thinking

It ain't all that it seems when you got to face it huh?

Save lives daily but I can't save me, nah

All that glitters ain't gold

Ain't that the saying?

Fuck




[George Washington's AR-15:]

Catch me at the cemetery visiting my enemies

Gripping the machete

Glistening it's rinsed and ready

Reflecting wishes of death

If mine is selected tonight, I know the devil's sweating

"You have until I count to seven to escape" he threatened

Please bury me

Under the cherry tree

Standing on the floor of my grave pissing on my destiny

Rejecting death

Gasp for breath

My existence they'll be questioning

Ruby back from the dead and better than ever

Yeah, I guess we'll see

Panoramic views of me whipping the Panamera is infinitely better than me dead and gone

On Nutella interior leather

Chain still swanging

Only now it makes my neck hurt

Rain or shine

Grey*59 can measure up in any weather

War Time All The Time

Krewe Du Vieux (Comedy & Tragedy)

[RUBY DA CHERRY:]

Ruby rarely rap about stackin' up cash

Prolly why my wall missing platinum plaques

From depression to profession, it happened so fast

Took some dabs last night, now I'm back to no wax

Always gotta get fucked up, I can't last one day without fuckin' it up

Fuck it, I'll consume whatever

Pills are better whenever the going gets tough

I’ll bash in my casket

Climb in and laugh, until the grass is growin' through my skull

Ayy, walk into the CVS with VVS's drippin' on my chest (bitch)

Bright white lights make the diamonds flex

But they also reveal my face without a mask on, what a mess

Lookin' for a reason, but I wanna rest




[LIL CIG:]

Lil Cig jump in this bitch

Tell me do we got a problem? (what, what, what?)

Emo bitch sucking dick like shit punk rappers

Yeah, they all flodgers (lil' bitch!)

Smokin' dope, Los Angeles in the Corvette

Knock it out the park like a fucking Dodger

Got the .45 on me at all times

Bullet with yo' name, bullet with mine

Why mine? For the sake of $uicide ($uicide!)

You see anybody riding with me in the Chevy? (no)

I ain't think so

Stay solo, stay dolo

Lights go dim

Lowkey, I'm

All alone, and

Sit on a throne, of illusions

Every drug I'm on, I start abusing

Every drug I'm on I start abusing, fuck it!

Summer Season Intro

Money maker

Body layer

Say a prayer

Hoe stacking

Pistol packing

White boy with the permed hair

Choppa sprizzay

What the biz say

I just brought a cold front

To the sizzouth

Gold mizzouth

Ice out like a storefront



Slick spit that mack shit

Make the track hit

Ain't no time for a wack bitch unless the mouth sick

Face down in the mattress

Make that back dip

Make her feel like an actress in a porno flick



Ride off in a Benz thang

Took off with no trace

Psychopathic with that 9 mane

I might catch a case

Mask on or the mask off

It don't make no difference

Cuz I slide with them killas, mane

They don't leave a witness



Heard you tipping to the feds, mane

Must be off your meds, mane

Pissing in his pants when I put that chrome to his head, mane

Leave him dead, mane

Saved his boys some head pain

One less snitch in the gang

That's a net gain

Bet, mane

Heard it was that Anna you was checking for

Ruger, choppa, semi

What the fuck I need a vest for?



Have them hoes tweaking like a despo

Smoking on a blizzunt while this jizzunt make that neck go

Damn bro

Wetto beat them boys like a guerilla pimp

Never simp

Bring your beef to god because I'm heaven sent



Talk that playa shit

Hoes they circumvent

Shout out Project Pat

Mista don't play and I been leaning since



I get high off that mothefucking...

Wetto ride like a motherfucking...

Down to die for my motherfucking...

My hoes they bi, but they say I got that...



Bitch I'm Angola bound

Going down to the southside of the lake

Riding round town

Plotting on whos shit I'm bout to take

If it's fake Ima sell it

If it's real Ima sell it

Outside of the Lexus forest green

I know you jealous

Born a warlord out the ward of the seventh

All these deadly sins I think the fifth made me a felon

Begging for Armageddon

I got eleven virgins waiting for me in heaven

Bitch I ain't stressing



Pimp a bitch just because

Blanco never need a reason, hoe

Never tell these hoes a secret unless you wanna leak it, hoe

Seen a ghost but I was puffin piff up in the mirror

You want smoke?

Fit you in a coffin then I'll say it clearer



I got corners in gentilly where we slang that Millie Bobbie Brown

Never been on trial cuz the bodies wasn't ever found

That's how we do em down south Bayou style

Feed the gators when them rats start running wild

Tryna bite my style



I got skulls floating in the swamp

I got bones covered up in moss

Blanco burnin up a fuckin cross

All my demons know who's fucking boss



Ooweeoo

Who are you?

Ruby rougarou

Holla hootie hoo when you see them boys in baby blue

Ooweeoo

Who are you?

Blanco in a coupe

Uzi out the roof raining bullets



I get high off that mothefucking...

Blanco ride like a motherfucking...

Down to die for my motherfucking...

My hoes they bi, but they say I got that...

Sorry For The Delay

THE_EVIL_THAT_MEN_DOYou ask me to help you?

How can I when you kidnapped and stole him

For all I know, even murdered

By nightfall, we will have left your earth

You will not see us until it is time

Time for what?

($uicideboy$)



When I die, auction off all my body parts

Let's see what oddy costs

Under my skull the shotty's cross

Got all these opps on my dick like it's made of metal

Making so much money it's like my boss is the devil

She loves me, she loves not, I done ran out of petals

Littered the ground with rose bits, I'll grip this thorny stem forever

A portrait of my pain, an homage to my suffering

Same tale I been uncovering

I'm staining the whole world grey, y'all get back to coloring



Slickity slickity sloth

Thug Bach

Shoot up the mass

It will B minor

Jabbing my arm no Pfizer

Dick cuffed like it cum with priors

Liars

All around me talking hugs and love

Attaching kisses that come with wishes for death so they can touch my trust

Fuck

That's some hard mother fucking truth

Still contemplating suicide

Just upgraded a couple coupes

Morally bankrupt

Call a skank up

To pretend she love me

("But I do love you")

Hoe, don't talk while you fucking sucking



Uh, should we, I, that was a little short, bruh

Well, fuck bro

Can we, can we

I just did eight bars 'cause I had to say all you had to say

I got more shit to say, bro, like

Well, I mean

What? Tell me

This ain't a love's touch



Who the fuck said Ruby done lost his touch?

Blame my success on lots of luck

But lots of luck didn't get your bitch unfucked

Blame my absense on the fact that my dick got stuck

Call me evergreen

Your bitch never seemed like she lost touch

Begging me she wants her jaw fucked

Withdraw from dope before I withdraw my cash

Use her tongue to collect ash

For the stash I guess I'll smash

Pull off in a GLE wagon, fucked up, I might crash

Just thoughts and feelings from the half of me that is white trash



Bitch, I cheated death

Ain't a thing that I can't do

Manipulation shawty

I could sell ice to Nanook

I could sell ice to the jeweler

I could sell Christ like I'm Judas

Self righteous type of a shooter

Make my life insurance shoot up

Wet screwed up

Product of my environment

My therapist was talking Freud

I rolled my eyes then fired the bitch

Why would I quit?

My drug of choice is overdosing duh

My dick got no limits

I'm Master P pimping

And making them bitches say ugh



You would be horrified at the sight of us



Rain, rain

Go away

200 on the dash

Watch me hydroplane

Gang, gang

Gang's all grey

From New Orleans to Ottawa

From Atlanta to The Bay

Drugs/Hoes/Money/Etc.

[Yung Snow:]

Counting sheep until I'm sound sleep

I'm lounging deep in a grave I found

Without a sound or peep, I lay in the ground

6 feet

Slick as sleet

Sneaking a beat

Let the breath leak out my mouth

Bitch, I want your skull

Fuck what's under your skirt

You broke my heart and now Ima ima make you hurt

Stomp you on the curb and then I'll throw you in the dirt

Give you back to the Earth

Girl you were something special

Yeah you were my fucking first

You want to cuddle?

We can cuddle in the back of the fucking hearse




[Pontius Pilate:]

I don't need your sympathy

Make them bitches sing for me

Caught up in reality, smoking on some fantasy

Put the gun against my head

Pull the trigger now I'm dead

Bitches wanna count my bread

Only let them give me head

Sleeping in a tulip bed

Smoking green and seeing red

Loading up the clip with lead

Trigger finger soft as thread

No jewels, no chains, I like it that way

Don't know what I'm up to until that Glock in your face

I pop that bitch and I spray

Got these hoes on delay

All it take is one word they do whatever I say

Winter Season Intro

Provolone & HeroinPull up in a Benz, higher than a bitch

Northside playa gettin' head from a stripper

Gold mouth dizzog, fuckin' with that heroin

Dog food shorty, all that shit you sellin' stepped on

Better get the fuck on, fuck up off the strizzeet

Pull that glizzy Glock, I make it pop, and leave him deceased

Took his hoe with me, I heard she was a frizzeak

Coke bottle physique, her pussy got a earring

Let my girl fuck her, hit her with strap on

Kick back like a mizack while I get the dizzome

Sippin' on sizzurp, I can't hear a wizzord

That chopper leave 'em leakin', put his body in the dizzirt

Bangin' with my folk, face on us like poker

Them boys from the northside, execute you on your sofa

Mane, who the smizzoke? I die for kinfolk

That pride will leave you crizzoaked when I slide with that pistol

N-O-R-T-zee, H-S-I-D-E-zee

I ride through the city, them freak hoes show they titties

Poppin' on them pizzills, pussies know the dizzeal

Wetto keep the stizzeal, I'm too thick in the vizzille



Bitch, I been fuckin' these bitches, now I'm duckin' these bitches

Untouchable, limitless, hoe, don't fuck with my business

Kermit on my wrist look slick, that's sixteeen thou' around my fist

Day dreamin' of money 'cause tonight I might just hit some licks

Take your pick, should I whip the new Benz or the '56?

Fifty-nine ways to die and all of them involvin' slick

Sloth cleanin' his pistol while I load another sixty clips

Ready to go to war, but they always end up with slit wrists

I'm so sick and tired of all these fakes and liars

Thinkin' that they fire when really they admire what we do

Bitin' and bitin' till our style all chewed up, now my head all screwed up

I threw up on bitch when I was fuckin' on her late last night

Wetto gave me Fenty patch, boy, was feelin' nice

Droolin' on myself, I couldn't even get my dick up

I could've been a mark if I wasn't so fuckin' clicked up

Grey*59, bitch, I'd die for one of mine

Southside of the lake, I travel north to see my slime

New Orleans born and bred, I'll make a dollar out a dime

Always on my toes, I keep my fingers on my nine



I hope they recognize, fuckin' with me you will see the devils eyes

Not alive hear the Freddie Dredd, you better run inside

I got my Glockie with me, bitches always actin' shifty

I'm countin' up, think 'bout 50, testin' me is very risky

You ain't so hard, you fuckin' bitch, you fuckin' fraud

Aint' my job, fuckin' bitch, you fuckin' fraud, better count ya fuckin' blessings

I'ma boss, take the loss, if ya hate me, fingers crossed

I'ma beast, ain't the least, get to killin' it's a feast

One more time, on my grind, and I never have to find

What I'm lookin' for, say the word, and bodies start to hit the floor

I think I got to go, I'm runnin' from the time, you know

I'm Freddie Dredd, you hoe, posted in the cold before

I never heard of you, pussy boi, ain't got the juice

I wanna kill a fool, thats all I want to do

Stockin' up on ammo, always ready for the next

I'm about to fuck ya life up , 'cause you fuckin' with the best

Freddie, please, do not do it, Freddie, please, can you stop?

Nah bitch, I'ma demon and I'm runnin' on the clock

AM/PM

[Lil' Half Cut]

Windows down with a frown

Ash on my jeans

Been up eating beans

These scenes keep on flashin' inside of my head

But I'd rather be dead

Got no bread

Out of meds

I can't find no tranquility

Put me out of my misery

Insomnia drivin' me mental, so I put it on a front like golds on my dental

My lifes accidental

At the drop of a pencil

I might flash out and shoot every motherfucker while I'm drivin a rental

Oh no don't tempt me

I ain't slept in six weeks

Haven't ate since wednesday

God damn I'm empty




[Yung Slumber:]

I fall asleep but I don't want to rise out of bed

Escape to my dreams I know some of them wet

The sun shinin bright as I open my eyes and then close up the blinds and wish that I was dead

Some people wanna call me a pussy

Some people wanna call me a bitch

Some people wanna tell me that it ain't that bad

Lift up that shit

I wonder what they'd say after I slice my wrists

2 slits I'm gone in the endless abyss

One way street and I need a fucking lift

If sleep is the cousin of death I guess me and $lick counting sheep until' we out of breath I mean shit

Po-pourin' my emotions into a styrofoam cup

Gulping it down til' I don't give a fuck

DON'T TRUST ANYONE!

Don't trust anyone! Don't trust anyone! Don't trust anyone!

Don't trust anyone! Don't trust anyone! Don't trust anyone!

Don't trust anyone! Don't trust anyone! Don't trust anyone!

Don't trust anyone! Don't trust anyone! Don't trust anyone! (Aye!)



Crucify me wearing FTP

Cadillac swerving like it's necessary

Roll the window down

Peeking out

Carbon monoxide is leaking out

Paranoia turns me into spooky da scary

UFO sightings

I might be responsible

Veins look like lightning

Better call up the constable

Ruby unstoppable

Shit is impossible

Locked and loaded

Left a mess on the wall like the Glock exploded

Don't knock the slogan

"$UICIDE FOR LIFE"

Bitch the clock is broken

Don't try and approach me

Trying to hit my roach and hoping we can go to the liquor store if it's open

Whatchu think that we gonna become fucking friends?

It's hopeless

Better think again

Solo til the end

I'm hoping

Causing shit to bend until it's fucking broken

Ruby da Cherry fucking focused



Don't trust anyone! Don't trust anyone! Don't trust anyone!

Don't trust anyone! Don't trust anyone! Don't trust anyone!

Don't trust anyone! Don't trust anyone! Don't trust anyone!

Don't trust anyone! Don't trust anyone! Don't trust anyone! (Aye!)



Crucify me reincarnated

I am the lion riding solo til I'm in the dirt

Switch!

Now I am Beelzebub

All of the skies will fall when I rise from the earth

Switch!

Keep me an AK and keep me a Tec

Grey till the grave

Tank on my neck

Truth or dare?

Pick a dare you gonna meet death

9 millimeter

6 in the chamber

One for ya neck and one for ya head

Switch!

Now I got your bitch on my Nextel

Asking for the dick in the hotel

Fuck that

Need my fix and about 20 mil

Dead man

Skin dry

Ridin' in a hearse

Death bed

Flat line

Put me in a church

Watch the mother fucker burn

Watch the mother fucker burn!



Don't trust anyone! Don't trust anyone! Don't trust anyone!

Don't trust anyone! Don't trust anyone! Don't trust anyone!

Don't trust anyone! Don't trust anyone! Don't trust anyone!

Don't trust anyone! Don't trust anyone! Don't trust anyone! (Aye!)

Marlboros & White Widow

[Yung $now:]

$uicide

I'm choosing my addictions

I keep fooling my religious bitches

Switching up prescriptions

Nooses tied

Now I'm crucified

I won't listen til they spilling guts

But I could give a fuck

I stick it in they butt

Oh now she wants to be my slut

For what?

Just cause you roll the blunt?

Oh no

That ain't how it go

I'm solo

Frozen ghost

I blow smoke

Yeah hoe

Drop it the floor

Not that ass though

Talking bout your life

I want your body

Oddy leave em froze




[Lil Remains:]

Pop up then I light up

You fuckin' boys ain't druggin'

Gave up lean and sprite cause

That heroin keeps me duckin'

Fuck you know bout me woe?

I isolate from all you fuckas'

Nine up in the peep hole

Been plottin' on you undercover

Uzi roll the spliff up

Pain pills give me hiccups

Don't nothin' make me sicker when I ain't got my fuckin' fix bruh

Satan resurrected

That evil one king of the 6's

Schizo with depression

PCP laced on my swisher




[Germ:]

Walk in the pub drop a stick in her cup

Drop a stick in her butt young nigga going up

Savage loads is the code for the hoes

Double dose for the low

Pint catch it to the dome with the 4

When I ride homicide, $uicide

I call it you gon die truth in the booths

I exclude, bangers big like Bruce
[?]

Fool who is you? tell me the truth

Its you its not true, worth of my woes

Flow been worth cold, homi's and bodies

Could ride and fit on my Kawasaki

Asian thottie chuggin sake highly likely stuffin temples with

Gun metal reverend rebels speakin heated conversations

Hatin on me you ain't better than me

The demons in me tweakin candy xanny
[?]
fuck you I can't handle it

40 Oz. & Sober (Remix)

[$now Mane:]

Bitch I be the snow mane

59 shades of grey but still I fucking glow mane

No chain but fucking shining cause the diamond is my birthstone mane

Went to the store with no change then I left the store with no change

Blew a bag of dope mane

Then blew a bag of cocaine

Looking like the crow mane

Kicking it with Brandon

No blood

Ice cold veins

Scarecrow make the escrow gain

Pimp a bitch

Got a hoe froze in and old black mustang

Fuck a hoe

I ain't got no rang

Phone rang phone rang rang

Leave me the fuck alone mane




[Anthony Mars:]

Yesterday I rode my bike to the moon

Or thought I did cause I was tripping on some shrooms

Smoking PCP

Scrimmy gone mentally

Penitentiary

Meth lab chemistry

Heisenberg of the burbs

Talking slurred to the birds

Kicking hoes to the curb

Yung Christ here to save the world

Crucify me only upside down with rotten nails

Moving like a snail

Drinking lean with ginger ale

Police on my tail

Couple goonies in the jail

Its living hell when you chilling living well

Rather roll over 6 feet in the dirt

Just bury me with a bitch that know how to squirt, hoe