Vices - $uicideboy$, JGRXXN

Lame ass niggas starting shit like some bastards

When I catch ya mark ass slippin'

I’m a blast ya

Swangin' in that '64

Ridin' with a dead ho

Bitch I’m from that murder block

Don’t give a fuck bout gettin' caught

It’s time to meet yo maker

Undertaker of the murder clan

Don’t fuck with mark ass bitches

Send them off up in a ambulance

$chema boys and $uicide

Cock it back it’s do or die

Time to make some momma’s cry

I fantasize bout homicide

Creepin' in the cemetery

Knuckin' buckin' with tha Cherry

Pussy boys don’t fuck with fairies

Blood all on me like I’m Carrie

Red rum, red rum

Chop his body put him in the bag

Murder, murder

Every time that '45 blast

Lame ass bitches, I’m the devil’s bastard

(When I catch ya mark ass slipping) I’ma blast ya

Lame ass niggas starting shit like some bastards

When I catch ya mark ass slippin'

I’m a blast ya

Well it’s that ammo-dodgin

In all camouflage and I’m just flodgin

Loafin

Smokin

Chokin potent in my coffin

Loking

Toking up

I’m coughing

Broken

Hoping that I’m overdosing

Toting Glocks but never poking soaking thots

I’m sure you not the bitch I said you was

But you still a pussy boy

Yusa boy

Yusa pussy boy

Shout out JGRXXN and them schema boys

$uicideboy$ for life

Fuck a copyright I’ll let you bite as much as you want

Light the blunt

Fahrenheit I stunt

Fucking stuffing bodies in the trunk and then I fucking grunt

You saying Oddy front because I fucked your bitch you punk

Lame ass niggas starting shit like some bastards

When I catch ya mark ass slippin'

I’m a blast ya

See that say nigga say he hard but I don’t believe him

He so full of bulk, I ain’t ever seen him

See it’s JGRXXN with them $uicideboy$

And we in that hoop ride

We bendin corners mane

Bout to make a stang

When you see the black rain you gon' feel the pain

See you’s a pussy boy I took your pussy boy

She suckin on my dick while I press record