Suicide in Selfridges

Lyrics
[Intro: DJ Drama & Westside Gunn] (Conductor) Welcome to the new Golden Era (Grr, yo, yo) This that Purple Tape mixed with codeine vibes (Grr, ayo) Imagine getting Murder Was The Case in the Slum Village Return of the Boom Bap with two million on the wrist DJ Drama [Verse: Westside Gunn & DJ Drama] Ayo, the Tom Brown sailor, surrounded by drug paraphernalia I dare you to step to the god, you'll be a failure (I dare you) Peace to all my niggas live from the East (Peace, god) Why they called gangsters for? Got a fresh fifteen Who throwin' aces? I'm steppin' on your shit Chromе automatic and don't forget the switch (Hold up) Gotta spin the block on you niggas Gunn, hollеr at me Ayo, ain't nobody fresher, that's word to Mohammed Brains everywhere on the wall, go get some Comet Back-to-back Dom Perignon, I'm 'bout to vomit Hangin' out the all-red Ghost with the chopstick Everything I see you niggas in, I never rocked it Bet the lil' vest burn a hole through your pocket I ain't see them out three years, nigga stop it Shake that shit, bitch, shake it then drop it, man (Shake) I'm the man, I'm the lord of all lords Tom Ford on, plus it smell like Tom Ford, fuck you talkin' 'bout? Put the 40 in your jaw, I'm a maniac Couple million on the floor Ain't nobody fuckin' with the Fendi overall Pumped out a peg leg, yeah, I'm Mr. Show It Off Yeah, I'm Mr. Run Up On You Broad Day And Blow It Off Yeah, I'm Mr. Send A Dummy Pack Through To Throw 'Em Off [Interlude: DJ Drama] (Gangsta Grizzillz) Shootouts every day Niggas don't dance no more All they do is this And then you pray for me [Outro: Eastside Flip] Ready or, ready or not, I'm ready to bust the Glocks Start it off with a hundred shots popped off On God, I'm done Done-done let me fein', and starve and then you eat I'll carve out your motherfuckin' head And dunk out your pussy ass I-T-T When you see me, say "Papi chulo, you got another dinero" I say "Hockey hulo" Pop a nigga with a slapshot, duck 'em off Hit 'em with the motherfuckin' Perc' bed, hook it off Nigga, what you need is another motherfuckin' Hennessy When I die, put cocaina in my IV Don't try me, R-I-P Spray paint everywhere, D-I-E Done-done, all I see is P-U-S-S-I-E And if you try me, bitch nigga have you on I-F-C Thuggin' for real, drug nigga druggin' a deal Fuckin' with Flip, bustin' off shots 'til they kill Tumble and fall, pussy nigga rumbled it all Got ya pussy ass name written all over the wall
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Credits
- Writers
- Westside Gunn
- Conductor Williams
- Napon Pintong