Lyrics Sanrio Suicide - Diamondsonmydick

Sanrio Suicide

Sanrio no fucking
Bitch, I’m not ready, getting to planning
Plan B, you need to take it (Yeah, take it)
Tough shit, you need to take it (Bitch)
All this shit, you cannot fake it
I’m with D and we gon' snake it (Slatt)
Get the pack and then I take it (Give me that shit)
On a plane and then I take it
I pop that Perc', I’m geeked
Put that fuckboy on a plate, let’s eat (Let's eat)
Yeah, I know that fuck nigga sweet
Bite up your neck, got blood on my sneaks (Bitch)
Pretty Boy Demon, some tiny ass jeans (Yeah)
I’m up, I do this shit in my sleep (I really like to use cash)
then I creep (Yeah)
I got your bitch in my sheets, I beat, huh
Bitch, car go beep
Car no keys
Cut up a ki' (Yeah)
Cut it with keys (Damn)
Bitch, I’m with D
In a two-seat
We lookin' flee (Yeah, uh)
Walk in this bitch, double Cs on my back
Then go pop that pussy just like a tag (Yeah, go)
Fuckin' with Jack, he got smoke like some gas
If you my nigga I’ll give you my last
Highway to Hell, I almost crashed (Yeah)
She dropped her top, drop top on the Jag' (Bitch)
She might have COVID, fuck her with mask
Blue Hondas in my Sanrio bag (What?)
Ayy
I feel like Kuromi (Ayy)
Sanrio suicide, I’m with Diamonds, he gon' pop you (What?)
Everything is do or die, kick him out 'cause he so awkward
Look into my human eyes, pick you up then I’ma mop (What?)
Uh, step in this bitch, she got height, mm
I’m mixing blood with the Sprite, mm (Sprite)
I mix the blood with the Sprite, mm (Sprite)
I can barely walk, mm
Bitch, my jeans is so tight
I put the blood in my Sunny Daylyt
Put a hex on him then play with his life
Yeah, bitch, GLOCK with a sight
My aim so precise
Shoot that fuck nigga, his soul in the sky like a kite (Bitch)
Gold in my fangs, I’ma bite, yeah
She said I’m that nigga, you right
Just like a barcode lines of that white (Yeah, damn, I really like to use cash)
Pretty Boy Demon put that dick in your wife
Black Air Force 1s covered in spikes
Shawty got blood on her t-shirt dress (Dress)
If you got the drugs I want you’ll get finessed
I got concrete-covered nails, she got bloodstains in her bed (Get finessed,
yeah, bed)
She can’t get me out her head (Head)
Your bitch a brat and she knows it (No)
Blood in my drink and it’s potent (Pop)
droplets on my tongue like the ocean (Tongue, tongue)
Evil documents, you know that I cannot disclose 'em (No, bitch, you know)
Damn, bitch, yeah
Blood in my drink, man, blood rain made a sink, bitch
You know what you think (What?)
Shout-out my nigga Jack, man, Shane in this bitch (Yeah)