Album Cover Paris

Paris

$UICIDEBOY$

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Tell me what you know

′Bout a motherfucker out the bottom

With a gold grill gleamin', makin all these hoes problemsStalker, creepin′, out the fuckin' dungeon

Switchblade on 'em, hit the guts like a pumpkin, dumpin′

30 rounds of the clip off rip

Too thick with the stick, bet I won′t miss

Lil' Slick real sick, don′t talk shit

Whip, whip, like a brick scale on fish

$uicide, night time, no we don't fight crime, oh

It′s the grey five-nine with the real red eyes and we dying inside, oh

Bodies in fluoride, let the rope untie, just crucify me

Yung Christ wrists sliced couple hoes on ice singing R.I.P

Ruby was a motherfucking reject

Then I cut my wrists and now I motherfucking bleed checks

Still broke after all the motherfucking weed gets rolled

Hoes askin' if I see a ghost, tell ′em no

I just seep smoke when the weeds blown

She chokes from the deep-throat, three feet of rope, lethal

Slay the fuckin' sheep, so evil

I'ma hang myself and then I get to see home

Ruby a fucking demon

Ruby got a cult now, hoes tryna bolt down

Ruby the result of a reject from a small town

Turned into a demon, I′m evolved now

Loud growl, snow Leopard on the prowl

Stay the fuck back hoe

Slay the whole pack hoe

Paint the globe black hoe

Soon I will shed this skin, turn to the devil

Then I′ll never reminisce