Suicides

Lyrics
[Chorus] Suicides I like you ride, thanks Homicides, killer You know my kind, rare Cellphones, lit She comin' home, with me That's my brother, please Show him some love, thank you [Verse] Rockin' some rocks on my left and right wrist Knockin' 'em out, like I'm Tyson On a roll, nigga you pickin' a fight with Knowin' your ? and she like this I heard ? I heard she missin' me, cite me Come to my show, if you wanna recite this Pussy is tight as a vice grip Stop at a store, stop for some weed Try'na get high, try'na get seen Anger my doll, I'm like a scene She not callin' back, she runnin' with me Takin' advantage of life is a privilege There's money more, then let me handle my business I knocked her outta 24, outta fitness Still shinin', nigga summa is endless Lookin' like Newman I know what to do Stay on my way Keep it on cruise [Chorus] Suicides I like you ride, thanks Homicides, killer You know my kind, rare Cellphones, lit She comin' home, with me That's my brother, please Show him some love, thank you
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Credits
- Writers
- Clyde Carson