Suicide Bay (feat. $Uicideboy$)

They said we wasn't shit, now they all want to die

Sold souls grow cold, with the devil on my side

Sippin' 4s, swervin' slow, with them 20s on my ride

Pussy strong because I glow, but all them hoes, they get denied

'Nother bitch, 'nother day, with another blunt smoked

Hit the switches on the lake, on my mirror is a rope

$uicide till we ashes, fifty-nine grey bastards

After that, just take my urn and fucking dump it on the pastor

I used to be passive

So when I pass, please just grab a wrap, and

Roll me up and smoke me, I'm talkin' 'bout my ashes

Yeah, just let me go off

I'm from the seventh, ain't no heaven in my destination

Engine revvin', aimin' for the lake

And bettin' on how long it takes for me to sink below

I go so low, so low, ain't got no ho, I know I'm dead

'Cause when it's cold outside, I see no breath

I know I'm dead because my neck is red from rigor mortis

Settling, I'm settling down underneath the ground, inside the grave

That slick keep digging, yeah, you never finished because death is eternal

Bitch, I'm Infernal, eternally determined to murder myself

With the pain that I've engraved all up in my subconscious

From the self doubt, among a couple other problems

I make my way through the flames

Unmasked like Kane, brimstones in my pocket

There ain't shit that you constructed, so the fuck down

Is when you can sit, ridin' r-round

With $uicide, in the N-O on the Voodoo tip

When I blow up, when I blow up, I'm gonna cop a necklace

That doubles as a belt when I murder myself

Please play Reservoir Dogs at my celebration of life

I don't want a funeral, I don't want no crying

Tell my mama that I'm sorry, yup, this is not her fault

Remember when I spilt the apple juice in the hall

Feeding what's eating at me, I won't feast until I starve

Behaving self-destructive, hip-hop cracked my shell up open

Unleashed my soul, planted a third eye up on my fore'

Closing out the openings of stores, when I go off, when I go off

Feelin' like Gorilla Zoe mixtape a month

I get so lost when I'm in the booth, when I press record

I just might say thank you, BASEDGOD

On a song with $uicideboy$, oh my Lord

Feelin evil-lucid, I might peel 'em like I'm, like I'm Luca Magnotta

Rockin Rothko with my papa Derek Deano, bumping Clams Casino

Yeah, I wrestle with my demons like Ricky The Dragon Steamboat

MitcHy Man Savage Carlito

I record on an Apple with a Hawaiian shirt on

Yeah, Rowdy Roddy Piper mixed with a rowdy motherfucker off the street

I'm always spittin' one too many