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$uicideboy$ - 2nd hand (demo) lyrics

[intro: soulja rag murder]
grey five nine
all i see is scrubs
face mean mugged
on a couple drugs
smoke with migo plug
ftp my blood
grey the f-cking gang
boy stay in your lane

[verse 1: soulja rag murder]
forgot your acting days, you use to playing players
went and bought a blade, talkin’ ’bout the k
make a vegan tell you, “hold up—playa, wait”
ain’t a song how it came and ate your plate
i said f-ck ’em, we got a problem?
f-ck you gonna do with it? i think nada
just a persona (okay), and i’m nirvana (cobain)
popping xans to make you mad, i know you want some
rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling
got an ounce of the c-ke, white snow floating
river road shawty, yung christ, one chosen
slick tote the ak-47 stolen, woadie joscing

[verse 2: snowmane]
all of y’all are over-saturating ‘preme and bape
b-tch it’s ftp all f-cking day, all y’all look the f-cking same
f-ck the fame, f-ck a lane
b-tch i’m ’bout to swerve into the toll booth and scr-pe the change
bring out your dead and blaming it on yung plague
b-tch i pull up with the k
k9 by my right leg ’till i say ok
k9 on his hind legs ripping off your face
all i gotta say is g-59 until the grave
one color (one color)
two numbers (two numbers)
three fingers in the sky amongst the thunder
i’m like f-ck the others i’ma
(f-ck the others i’ma)
bring the ruckus
i might f-ck your b-tch
she swears she suffers under the covers
i’ma h-llhound, h-ll bound, shawty wanna die
i’ma sell pounds, sell pounds, shawty said she might
let them bells pound, bells pound, shawty gonna cry
i’m like f-ck it every night
keep turning black, i close my eyes

- uicideboy lyrics

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