$uicideboy$ - 2nd hand
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[Intro: SOULJA RAG MURDER]
BmAll I see is scrubs
DFace mean mugged
BmOn a couple drugs
BmSmoke with migo plug
BmFTP my blood
BmGrey the fucking gang
EmBoy, stay in your lane
[Verse I: SOULJA RAG MURDER]
BmNever high, just maintain
AHate this fame, hate this game
ATake these shoes, lasF#t a day
BmOil flowing through my veins
Lil Remains, that make that sF#tain
BmY'all look good in celGlophane
BmMane, insane, real blade
GSwing it through your fucking brain
BmI said fuck 'em, we got a pF#roblem?
BmFuck you gonna do with it? I think nada
Just a perBmsona (okay), and I'm Nirvana (Cobain)
PoppingBm xans to make you mad, I know you wantG some
BmRolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling
BmGot an ounce of the coke, white sDnow floating
BmRiver road shawty, Yung ChriF#st, one chosen
BmSlick tote the AK-47 stolen, woadGie joscing
[Verse II: SNOWMANE]
BmAll of y'all are oF#ver-saturating 'Preme and Bape
BmBitch it's FTP all fucking day, aF#ll y'all look the fucking same
BmFuck the fame, fuck a lane
F#Bitch I'm bout to swerve into the tBmoll booth and scrape the chanDge
Bring out your dead and blaming iBmt on Yung Plague
DBitch I pull up with the K
BmK9 by my right leg 'till I say OK
BmK9 on his hind legs rDipping off your face
BmAll I gotta say is GG*59 until the grave
BmOne color, twF#o numbers
BmThree fingers in the sky amDongst the thunder
BmI'm like fuck the others
DI'ma bring the ruckus
BmI might fuck your bitch
F#She swears she suffers under the covers
BmI'ma-I'ma-I'ma hell hound, hDell bound, shawty wanna dime
BmI'ma sell pounds, sell pounds, shF#awty said she might
BmLet them bells pound, bells pound, Gshawty wanna cry
BmI'm like fuck it every night
Keep tuDrning black, I close my eyes