Letra de Bloody 98 - $UICIDEBOY$

(Feat. Ghostemane)

Killers of South Parkway, South Memphis pro, South—

You did good, $lick

Killers of South Parkway, South Memphis pro, South— (It's a Smash)

Killers of South Parkway, South Memphis pro, South—

Killers of South Parkway, South Memphis pro, South—

Killers of South Parkway, South Memphis pro, South—

Killers of South Parkway, South Memphis pro, South— (Players never die)

Killers of South Parkway, South Memphis pro, South—

Killers of South Parkway, South Memphis pro, South—

Killers of South Parkway, South Memphis pro, South—

Killers of South Parkway, South Memphis pro, South—

Killer with that AK, get this motherfucker bussin'

Tell a ho to get the fuck if she ain't here to suck it

Creepin' on a come up, I got fam that need some funding

I'm duckin' from druggin' and sippin' that Tussin and bloatin' up my stomach

I need the D, th-th-the O, the P, the E

Riding clean, the G, the L, E sixty-three

Oowee, see chicken heads, they fiend for me

Yung north, S-I-D-E

W-E-T, bitch

Yeah, motherfucker, it's grey-grey-grey-grey (Northside)

Wetto in this bitch, motherfucker (Five, nine)

Verse two, in the booth with a Glock loaded

Off so many meds, am I comin' or I'm goin'?

Fuck an interview, mane, I'm too raw to sugar coat it

See a dead man walkin', next election he'll be votin'

Pimp on a track, mix dope with the crack

I might slide, camo mask, turn your hood to Iraq

Bury suckers, fuck a groupie, that's the truth, I feel like Gucci

I got nintey-nine problems and not one is you gon' shoot me

Nah, nah, nah, nah, that ain't it

That ain't it, get him

Fuck, fuck, fuck (Go, go, go)

We got Anna, motherfucker? Let me know or keep your mouth shut (North)

Slicky make a million every time I give that mouse touch (North)

Slicky whip that wrist and make a motherfuckin' ounce jump (North)

Wetto make a bitch play hard to get and get her mouth fucked (North)

Sick motherfucker, no mind motherfucker

That white trash, high taxed, dyin' motherfucker

Tell the world eat my dick, I'm a prick motherfucker

Life Hell, tough shit, I'm the bic motherfucker

Fully loaded chopper, knew this bitch who lived on Tchoupitoulas

Bitch seemed like an opportunist

Flockin' just to jock my new shit

Stopped in Houston, belly lookin' swollen, better stop abusin' wock and chewing fent

Yeah, all my teeth are fucking rotten

Cruisin' down your block and you know Blanco lightin' blunts of herb

Carefully choose your words, unless you'd rather bite the fuckin' curb

What's the word? What you fuckin' heard?

Blanco smite the herd

Fuck your bitch until her spine is curved

Blanco spiked your nerves, uh

Oh shit

Blanco, Blanco

Blanco, Blanco

Oh shit

Bitches on my dick like a love bug

Tryna get they claws up in me like a fuckin' mud bug

Bitch, I'm a smug thug

Callin' up my young plug

Player, all that smoke is gonna make me get my lungs scrubbed

I need a breath of fresh air, splash some water on my face

Looking back on my mistakes, regrettin' them is such a waste

Keep it pimpin', move it forward like I'm runnin' just to race, yeah

Devil right behind me like I finished first place, uh

Wow

Blanco, Blanco

Oh my god

What the fuck

Welcome back, bitch

All of these haters keep wishing that they could be me

All on my steez

Spreading my wings, but I ain't taking anyone under them, why can't I just glide in peace?

Using these drugs to release

Fucking these bitches for free

Flirting with death, I keep promising things, when's he gonna know that I'm a tease and I'm just tryna get a lil' sleep?

Capitalizing the G

F to the I to the V to the E

N to the I to the N to the E

To the F to the O to the R to the L to the I to the F to the E

For my gang, I will do anything (Anything)

For my gang, I will do everything (Everything)

Creepin' out my motherfuckin' rut

Pickin' up all my guts and the blood I let flood through the gutters

I'm ready to make a break out and take out all of the things

I gotta put my scope on, now I'm 'boutta put my red dot on and then snipe

Every one of them fuckers that wanted to believe the hype

I'ma go psycho and then I'll never take another look up in my sights

I'ma put a green light on my $uicide

Let my wrist leak my fluids out

Never gonna be another realer than the Blackmage or the G*59

Any other motherfucker is chillin' in the backstage or a sideline, bitch

Killers of South Parkway, South Memphis pro, South—

Yeah, slidin' in my '69 Camaro SS

Got my dime in my lap, Glock cocked in her breast

Got the 12's in the trunk, turn it up and let it bump

Mossberg shotty pump, rattle when the bass thump

Oh oh

I'ma let it go, go, ayy

I'm the one ya never wanna turn your back on

All of them haters hatin' on me wannabe on what I'm on

Oh, y'all want me to fall off?

Oh, that's too bad 'cause I won't

And I'm gonna be there when every one of your souls gets dragged down to Hell

I don't need anymore money, I got too much that I cannot even spend

All y'all be thinkin' that y'all love a rapper but y'all just be following the latest trend

I'm gettin' by with the bank

Don't got a vibe with a saint

I'm gonna paint

A pic of the blackest of mages, I'm makin' everybody question their faith

G to the H, to the O, to the S, to the T, to the E

M to the A, to the N, to the E

B to the L, to the A, to the C, to the K

To the M, to the A-G-E

Killers of South Parkway, South Memphis pro, South—

Killers of South Parkway, South Memphis pro, South—

Killers of South Parkway, South Memphis pro, South—

Killers of South Parkway, South Memphis, Killers—

Killers of South Parkway, South Memphis pro, South—

Killers of South Parkway, South Memphis pro, South—

Killers of South Parkway, South Memphis pro, South—

Killers of South Parkway, South Memphis pro, South—

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