- $uicideboy$ Maple $yrup 歌词
- $uicideboy$
- Intro: Yung Christ
This a $crim beat
Yung Christ
5-9
DJ $crim with that 808
Work
Verse 1: Yung Christ & Yung Mutt
Crack up in my swisher (woop)
Blowing *******es kisses
Syrup got me twisted
(Rowdy) G*59 the misfits
Swerving and I'm ******* up
Serving time I'm locked up
Chopper spraying mac truck (bop, bop, bop)
You live a life of bad luck
All my hoes do drugs (eeh)
All my homies thugs (woop)
*******es ******* scrubs (yeah)
Explorer on some dubs (what?)
This that flex on them with no mercy
That text I get at 1:30
Yo ******* begging to get *******
Leggings on but I rip them up
Just enough to slide up in
All about them Benjamin's
Dead presidents
I'm heaven sent
You just a ******* boy
That's irrelevant
Bow down to your sensei
Yung Mutt
You talking to a God boy
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Verse 2: Yung Mutt
G*59
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Swerving passed the Church in all black clothing
Holding up a middle finger
Mac showing
Throwing cash hoes run and clash
Get their back broken
Gimme that ******* money
Pop the cap open
Throat soaking in some liquid potion
Ocean motion
Toasting to the stars
Got a great view from Mars
Spit a couple bars just to show it ain't hard (bop, bop, bop)
*59 ain't far from the start
All brain and heart
Gotta play your part in the game
Make sure you aim the dart
Verse 3: Bones
Fresh fruit by the platter
Sipping water
Hear it splatter
Got ash on my *******rt
But I'm me, so it never matter
******* a job, stay at home
Rolling bones till I'm gone
Hair ties on my wrist
This the ****d up ghost
Laying in my bed now, feeling dead now
Money stashed in my pocket with the bands now
I don't like rap cause they do it wrong
I'm isolated cause I cannot take this *******t no more
Laying in my bed now, feeling dead now
Money stashed in my pocket with the bands now
I don't like rap cause they do it wrong
I'm isolated cause I cannot take this *******t no more
What? what? I cannot take this *******t no more
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