Venom - $uicideboy$, Shakewell

Ratatatatatata, boom!

Ratatatatatata, boom!

Two strikes, turn that pussy to a sacrifice

Slash and gut the gar, ash the blunt and park

Roll the window down, and ask the price

I've always hated flashin' lights, I'd rather grab the mask and knife

Snag the cash in spite the fact I smashed your bitch for asking nice

I'm passin' pipes and glass and spikes, I bag the ice

Ignite the rags in gasoline, one strike of the match

And now we talking thrice, three strikes

I might forget the events of tonight, Ruby all bite

Leave 'em bleeding, leave the scene and say, "goodnight!"

Cut Throat, Cut Throat

Cut Throat, Cut Throat

Cut Throat

Ratatatatatata—

Cut Throat, Cut Throat

Cut Throat, Cut Throat

—boom!

If we got business, motherfucker, let me know (who?)

Everybody know my rep since 1994 (four!)

I don't swing high, if I got that nine, bitch in Calvin Klein

Blunts borderline—fuck it, still smoke it anyway

I be that $uicidal worshipped idol, filled up with that medication

Burning bibles, grab your child, chopper style a generation

Readin' revelations got me thinking

Been ready to die, but I ain't got no fucking patience, you feel me?

Ratatatatatata, boom!

Wakin' up, dirty sodas get poured in

I had some blues, but I sold 'em

Keep K's, and Glocks but they stolen

I might just flip 'em and profit

Make more off licks, run your pockets

My OG's poppin' a rocket

I pray to God they free Gozm

But God don't hear me, these prophets is all too false, so I'm mobbing

If you can't get 'em, I got 'em

Pull up and handle the problem

Squeeze three, hear it move through the breeze

Now you standing bloody, can't breathe

Got goonies who gone off that tweak

Sip syrup and drank Hennessy

That just be the truth through these streets

Ratatatatatata, boom!