Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Kill Yourself, artist - $uicideboy$. Album song KILL YOURSELF Part I: The $uicide Saga, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 15.07.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: G*59
Song language: English
Kill Yourself |
This a $crim beat |
DJ $crim with that 808 |
$ui, $ui-cide, $uicide, $ui, $ui-cide |
$ui, $ui-cide, $uicide, $uicide |
$ui, $ui-cide, $uicide, $ui, $ui-cide |
$ui, $ui-cide, $uicide, $uicide |
They figure me a dead motherfucker |
Leaving motherfucker's heads stuck under the covers |
But I wonder if they know I got a $uicide kit? |
Granting me a death wish, razor blade slidin' up my wrist, uh |
Unleash the lead from my pistol into my head |
Pourin' Cristal on my dead body |
Teflon Don, leave you lookin' fresh, sprawled out on my lawn |
Don't call me Gotti, bitch, my name is Oddy, or Ruby da Cherry |
No, this not blood, it's just muscadine made from the juice of the berry |
Take a little sip, poisoning the pit |
Half-dead motherfuckers throwin' up the click |
$lick $loth tellin' me, "We got to dip" |
Calling on Shenron, grant me a wish |
I wish that you could enter the dragon, the chambers of the triple six |
So I can stop the bragging, that will never happen |
I'm in the back of a wagon slittin' my wrists |
Wave a blood stain, white flag, dragging my body into the mist |
Take your best shot |
Aim it, cock it, know you're going to miss |
Not leaving a note, I'm leaving a list |
$uicideboy, bitch |
Fuck her one time, and I pull out |
Cock it one time, this a shootout |
Don't bar no lemon |
Fuckboys, we don't love them |
Got a Ford with a trunk in the back where we stuff 'em |
Sick and tired of boys actin' like bitches |
Ever heard of Gotti? |
Do you get the picture? |
Motherfuckers couldn't even hold my jock strap |
Glock strap fully loaded, dawg, fuck rap |
'Cause I kill for the fun |
Pop a pill with a nun |
Bitch, I dance on the sun |
Go and take a little bump, fuck a chump wit' a pump |
I made you, so how you gon' break me? |
But I guess the spotlight breeds envy |
But tempt me with one wrong move, I can put it in your life |
Either way, I don't lose |
Hit the snooze, drinkin' booze, I'm a fool with the tool |
Buried in the backyard wit' an underground pool |
$uicideboy$, go and kill yourself |
Doin' drug after drug, dawg, fuck health |
$crimmy never ever quittin', dawg, fuck help |
And fuck wealth, here's a Benji for you broke bitches |
Card's dealt, go and pass me the rope, bitches |
Agh! |
$ui, $ui-cide, $uicide, $ui, $ui-cide |
$ui, $ui-cide, $uicide, $uicide |
$ui, $ui-cide, $uicide, $ui, $ui-cide |
$ui, $ui-cide, $uicide, $uicide |