Suizide Lyrics – DON SVAVÉ
Singer: DON SVAVÉ
Title: Suizide
*car door slams*
b#tch i pull on the scene (scrrr)
Grand marquis something mean in it (wow)
Probably the baddest b#tch you done ever seen in it (bad)
And i’m shining like i spent the whole day cleaning it (all day)
Bro i live that life these n#gg#s dream the sh#t (wake up)
Can’t believe the sh#t, you see the look on their face (look at em)
Straight out the gate, give me mine i got too much at stake
’til 25, a 9-5 had me running in place
Had to grab life by the ankles and bеat off the f#ckin breaks
But wait, make no mistakе i ain’t a rapper (nope)
But the number one spot is what i’m after (gimme that)
Trying to get this easy money n#gg#, fafsa (easy)
Accumulate my chips, hewlett-packard (stack em up)
No one man should have all this swagger (nope)
The way i stroke these birdies i should win a masters (four)
Addicted to this life we living ‘cuz it’s faster (vroom!)
You witnessing a star in the making, nasa (look up)
Oh my god
Call the coast guard, i’ve been drippin’ so hard
Oooh baby doll, come away from that bar, yea yea
We ain’t leaving till we out of alcohol
Mama, you do need your money
You don’t need your card
You don’t need your panties
You don’t need your bra
Cuz tonight we’re flying higher than a star
Cuz tonight we’re flying higher than a star
Kinda funny cuz she said that she ain’t gotta n#gg# (for real)
Apparently, you had no idea ’bout a n#gg# (no idea)
Cuz you dap me up every time you spot a n#gg# (what up homie)
You lookin for her bro i’m probably with her (whaaa)
Penthouse in the suite, you wait in the lobby n#gg# (she’ll be down in a second)
Hate me cuz i’m cocky n#gg#
But when the underdog win how can you knock a n#gg# (true)
Put yourself in my shoes (with the strap)
The kind of n#gg#s that make they own rules (uh)
It’s the lazy n#gg#s that ain’t making no moves
Ain’t got sh#t to do so they worried ’bout you
This the life i choose give a f#ck if you approve (that’s a trap)
To pay these n#gg#s mind i would be a fool (that’s a fact)
I could lose a ho but never lose my cool (never that)
I could lose a ho but never lose my cool (what’s that?)
Oh my god
Call the coast guard, i’ve been drippin so hard
Oooh baby doll, come away from that bar, yea yea
We ain’t leaving till we out of alcohol
Mama you do need your money
You don’t need your card
You don’t need your panties
You don’t need your bra
Cuz tonight we’re flying higher than a star
Cuz tonight we’re flying
Like a shooting star aye (we goin up)
We so high, we so fly, we so high
So fly like a shooting star aye (we goin’ up)
We so high, we so fly, we so high (we goin’ up)
It’s suicide, it’s suicide, it’s suicide
Higher than what??
It’s been damn near 8 since a blizo mixtape
Yet i’m still real hungry
Like i ain’t just ate
Oysters and crab cake with filet mignon
Folk done me wrong
Tryna figure out what they be on
Way ahead of my time back then in ’99
Low key, i be mindin’ mine with a vast #ss grind
Made a quarter outta’ penny, still drank the hyp ‘n henny
Whip da 96 impala with the ‘vet motor in it
Dey know i gets plenty so f#ck what dey tal’bout
So what’s left but f#ckin doubt
Blocked out a lot, tunnel vision is a must
Really neva gave a f#ck, always kept my chips up
Blame da homie svave for me going all kanye
Coolin blowing this grade a, with a mixed mami
King shìt, bling quit, n#gg#s prayed for my downfall
Preparation for reparations that’s due from all y’all
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