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$uicideboy$ - whatwhat lyrics
[intro]
you did good, $l!ck
it’s a smash!
pla_pla_pla_players never die
[verse 1: wetto]
m_m_m_motherf_ck that set you claim, you know
it’s cut throat from the grey, hoe, stay the f_ck away
glock tucked, on my side, pull up like i’m triple a
any motherf_cking time, any motherf_cking day
demons all around me and they begging for a f_cking taste
same sh_t, different day, playing with the k
nor_northside, eastern bloc, where the f_ck i stay
still i’m creeping in the cut, remain sick as f_ck
pop a addy off the fent, feel too good to duck
b_b_breaking bad, i been rolling with the devil lately
have you ever seen a demon pull up in a new mercedes
most hated, underrated, you know grey the clique
walking straight to h_ll and clear the motherf_cking pit
[chorus: wetto]
uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, better stay away
uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, better stay away
uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, stay the f_ck away
uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, stay the f_ck away
[verse 2: wetto]
i just popped a perc, i just popped a xan (uh, uh)
see this bag of dope? that’s a hundred grand (uh, uh)
sell a b_tch some hope, f_ck her hit the dash (uh, uh)
looking for some love? holla at your mans (uh, uh)
fo_for the heroin i’m a dog, $l!cky pavlov
y_y_yeah, you know it’s personal when the mask off
l_leave his body on display like it’s half off
scammed the game, call me bernie “wetto” madoff
glock out, c_ck out, tell the world suck my d_ck
sam “wetto” hyde cause i always get away with it
three fingers high, five nine, what the f_ck it is
three fingers high, b_tch i’m grey till the f_ckin’ end
[interlude: blanco leopardo]
ayy, ayy, ayy
[verse 3: blanco leopardo]
bl_bl_blanco never shooting blanks, got one in the chamber with your name on it
blanco pulling rank, captain of the grey (grey)
stay flauntin’ in a f_ckin’ tank, east bank, got my blade sharpened
cut, slice or shank, either way, i’ma flay my target
ayy, why all these opps on my block, huh (huh?)
pull out the chop like a mop bruh (aye)
aye, street sweeping like it’s mardi gras
litter up the streets, with a bunch of bl__dy body parts
sw_nging on them 30s, got them 30s in my glovebox
cops pulled me over, they about to get their mug popped
cherry lemonade type of stain, pull off in the rain
spilt his f_ckin’ brain like a b_tch who loves to chug c_ck
[chorus: blanco leopardo]
uh, uh, uh, uh, leave me the f_ck alone
uh, uh, uh, uh, leave me the f_ck alone
uh, uh, uh, uh, leave me the f_ck alone
uh, uh, uh, uh, leave me the f_ck alone
[verse 4: blanco leopardo]
grey steppin’, i’m reppin’ the five nine, all of my partners my lifeline
30 deep, 33 years i could keep, if i stop with these 30s, i’m cleared for the week
gang with me, whole gang with me, i got no fear in these streets
bang semi autos while i’m hanging out the f_cking jeep
never sleep, tweakin’ off the rock, blanco play for keeps
real life drug addict, comedowns always f_cking steep
never sleep, i know that the reaper waiting for me
i know that he patient, see his reflection when i’m pouring up
codeine in the cup, double it up, now i’m snoring
i might not wake up, uzi tucked next to my .40
southside of the lake, yeah, i’m always 7th warding
all these pills, i take ’em, b_tch, there ain’t no f_cking h__rding
i got two phones, shawty try and hit me on my other line
shawty looking fine, gonna call her back another time
dollar signs on my f_cking mind while i break her spine
pulled out just in time, i can’t let her have my f_cking slime
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