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$uicideboy$ - $hrimp Poboy (Feat. Supa)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ruby Da Cherry
Ruby Da Cherry
Vocals
Scrim
Scrim
Vocals
Supa
Supa
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Scott Arceneaux Jr.
Scott Arceneaux Jr.
Songwriter
Aristos Petrou
Aristos Petrou
Songwriter
Matt Solley
Matt Solley
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Budd Dwyer
Budd Dwyer
Producer

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Blaze up some indo Sip on some Alize Blaze up some indo Sip on some Alize Getting played every day And straight chilling with my peeps Getting played every day And straight chilling with my peeps Blaze up some indo Sip on some Alize Blaze up some indo Sip on some Alize Getting played every day And straight chilling with my peeps Getting played every day And straight chilling with my peeps Blunt fulla indo Staring out my window It's the pill-popping junkie Yung sex symbol Ashes on the cross All my bitches lost Depressed mother fuckers never show no love Got a blunt full of 'tiva Gripping on the nina Run up and I'll show ya why I'm always tweaking Sleeping through the weekend $uicidal seasons I just wanna die don't have no fucking reason Blunt fulla codeine they know that I'ma dope fiend Grab the knife and cut me twice and let me die slowly Creeping out the basement Inside my heart vacant Slice me wide open because I'm too fucking impatient To wait for death Silhouettes of demons in my shadows Hang me in the gallows Brain filled with ammo Getting played every day And straight chilling with my peeps Getting played every day And straight chilling with my peeps Blaze up some indo Sip on some Alize Blaze up some indo Sip on some Alize Getting played every day And straight chilling with my peeps Getting played every day And straight chilling with my peeps Blaze up some indo Sip on some Alize Blaze up some indo Sip on some Alize Getting played every day And straight chilling with my peeps Getting played every day And straight chilling with my peeps I just want to chill Fuck making a mil I mean I make enough money to pay the bills Still working in the pizza kitchen Itching to be free of this shit I know Slick was cleaning dishes Wishing everything was finger licking But the truth is I make this fucking music And I can't even get my friends to listen to it I want to say screw it But I know improvement will prove it (Fuck it) It's evident they need the evidence Thinking I'm heaven sent But really I'm crawling out of hell $uicide for life G9 count the spells And just think I'm only beginning to crawl out of my shell Weed and bullets on the coffee table I'm the son of the snake I'm both Cane & Abel Smoke and death is the smell that dwells around my humble abode This is just a story No fable No moral code It ends with me rich, sad, and alone Blaze up some indo Sip on some Alize Blaze up some indo Sip on some Alize Getting played every day And straight chilling with my peeps Getting played every day And straight chilling with my peeps Blaze up some indo Sip on some Alize Blaze up some indo Sip on some Alize Getting played every day And straight chilling with my peeps Getting played every day And straight chilling with my peeps Suicidal tendencies, we are not the same Tryna make the best of every day, bad thoughts go away That's why I blaze up some indo and sip some Alizé Grind nonstop, I gotta stay paid Get chill with my bae, smoke good gettin laid The lane that I made is where Supa finna stay The game that we play, we still play it til this day But these cat's lames, they jus wanna peel away Keep them fools far away then everything will be okay Take a shot to the head like a AK might spray Repeat repeat, we do this every day My mind is everywhere but mostly up in outer space Bong rips to my face, sippin on a half a case Take some shrooms to escape, Supa-mane with no cape
Writer(s): Aristos Petrou, Scott Arcenaux, Matt Soley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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