suicidal - yeat lyrics
[intro]
ooo, ooo suicidal
ooo, ooo suicidal
don’t remember what i said that sh*t suicidal
[chorus]
pushing 200 in this vette that sh*t suicidal (swerve)
i can’t go remember what i said cause that sh*t suicidal (no)
all that loving sh*t is dead that sh*t suicidal
in london got myself baguettes that sh*t two sided
b*tch we from two differents earths (err)
she gonna eat my d*ck like she gonna eat some nerds
so i keep this oxy keep this x i don’t know what’s worse
lost my twizzy to the system everytime i go to the back of my head it hurts
yeah gonna go hop in that trackhawk, yeah that sh*t is on go (go)
twizzy go pull up and go boom*boom*boom it gonna blow (bop*bop*bop)
i got a bag full of f*cking racks, yeah wherever i go
[?] demons out my hole
they said that this sh*t on clearance, yeah they talking bout their toe (oh)
[verse]
it should be safe for me (ooo)
i don’t count these racks in piece yeah my cheese in pieces
this cayenne i just got out the lot, is reeses pieces (yes)
i don’t try on keeping my shot yeah its no teases
racks on racks, racks on racks, racks on racks, racks on racks, racks on racks, racks on racks
yeah, ha bags on bags, bags on bags, bags on bags, bags on bags, bags on bags, bags on bags
racks on racks, racks on racks, racks on racks
pass them, pass them, pass
told you that i’m petty, you gotta go get ready
what’s this life you keep talking bout that n0body really know
to [?] with all my twizzies we gonna go and that’s for sure
i can try the help you seek
i hope that i don’t od
[verse 2]
got helmut on my back, that’s my new lang
got the rick owen with margielle yeah that’s my slime (slime)
even if sh*t get like this you gotta change (change)
we live in a dirty, dirty, dirty place we gonna change
i put 10 in marriott
i f*ck my money up and made me wockhardt
might get some tris or might, get some wock
this loving sh*t is suicidal but i can’t stop (lets go)
[chorus]
pushing 200 in this vette that sh*t suicidal (swerve)
i can’t go remember what i said cause that sh*t suicidal (no)
all that loving sh*t is dead that sh*t suicidal
in london got myself baguettes that sh*t two sided
b*tch we from two differents earths (err)
she gonna eat my d*ck like she gonna eat some nerds
so i keep this oxy keep this x i don’t know what’s worse
lost my twizzy to the system everytime i go to the back of my head it hurts
yeah gonna go hop in that trackhawk, yeah that sh*t is on go (go)
twizzy go pull up and go boom*boom*boom it gonna blow (bop*bop*bop)
i got a bag full of f*cking racks yeah wherever i go
[?] demons out my hole
they said that this sh*t on clearance, yeah they talking bout their toe
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