Lyrics Vincent Van Gogh Ain't Got Shit On Me - $uicideboy$
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Vincent Van Gogh Ain't Got Shit On Me , by - $uicideboy$. Song from the album My Liver Will Handle What My Heart Can't, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп Release date: 20.09.2015 Age restrictions: 18+ Record label: G59 Song language: English
Vincent Van Gogh Ain't Got Shit On Me
White boy so cold they call me snow, hoe
Want to fuck with me?
I know Scarecrow, hoe
Call up Navigator
Blow a bag of dope, hoe
Starry Night
Posted on the fucking boat
No limit to my suicidal thoughts
God I bet you fucking chew through my own thoughts
Smoke a blunt
Told her who am I to cough when you the one who at a loss for the mother
fucking words
Throw her to the fucking curb
No loss
Bitch I be the fucking boss
Got frost on my shoulder but I had to wipe it off
Cut my wrists just for the fucking gloss
Duck a pig
Fuck a bitch
How I floss
Fuck boys in my way, Christ coming off the cross
See them motherfuckers pause not knowing it depends on a fucking coin toss
Either way I fucking lost
$lickity $lick keep the flame on the bic
Bitches run mouth when they all fulla dick
Roaches on me as I walk thru the pit
I’m that sick mother fucker hanging from a bridge
Tip toeing Hells ridge like I don’t have no caution