CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Suicidal Thoughts
Yeah, yeah
Had to get this sh*t now
'Cause there ain't no waiting
Had to get this sh*t now
Sever the mind
Wonder what you'll find within the souls divine
Put 'em on ice
Watch the n***a slip, think he will not suffice
Make 'em idle, all to be infamous
Time becomes a f**king rival
Basically battled the devil within himself
He faced the f**king tidal wave
Hands moving all in my f**king face, I hate this place
Goddamn, disgusted by my face
I feel like a waste of damn skin because thе tint that's on my face
Moonrock with the Glock, I can't milly rock
Moonrock with the Glock, I can't milly rock
Tеar drop on my homie face, he caught a body
No DM, I'm her MCM on Instagram
Moonrock with the Glock, I can't milly rock
Moonrock with the Glock, I can't milly rock
Tear drop on my homie face, he caught a body
No DM, I'm her MCM on Instagram
Had to get this sh*t now 'cause there ain't no waiting
Had to f**k the bank twice, ain't no masturbating
I've been ballin' super hard, I feel like Jeremy Lin
f**k that b*t*h then I let her go, I know she waiting
f**k that b*t*h then I give her back, her boyfriend hatin'
Slow my life down with them xannies, b*t*h, I'm in the matrix
Rollin' up a blunt up, this OG gas and I'ma face it
Yeah, Ay
Moonrock with the Glock, I can't milly rock
Moonrock with the Glock, I can't milly rock
Tear drop on my homie face, he caught a body
No DM, I'm her MCM on Instagram
Moonrock with the Glock, I can't milly rock
Moonrock with the Glock, I can't milly rock
Tear drop on my homie face, he caught a body
No DM, I'm her MCM on Instagram
I don't fear no one, paranoid, going in my gut (Ayy)
To be honest, I feel like the one
I feel like the one, like the chosen one
You the silver one, I'm the golden one
This my own style, yeah, I be stealin' up
I love smoking gas, she be feelin' me up
When I fall on the ground, drugs be picking me up
Molly, holy ghost, gimme a holy ghost
I f**k another hoe, I f**k a couple of hoes
Cocaine overdose, she had a bunch of those
She had a bunch of those, she had a runny nose, woah
Play rough, ain't try throw no balls
Ain't try make no friends, ain't try make no foes
No need new friends like Drake
Say you got beef, got steak, she says I'm not her type
Wasn't trying to f**k no way, hey
Moonrock with the Glock, I can't milly rock
Moonrock with the Glock, I can't milly rock
Tear drop on my homie face, he caught a body
No DM, I'm her MCM on Instagram
Moonrock with the Glock, I can't milly rock
Moonrock with the Glock, I can't milly rock
Tear drop on my homie face, he caught a body
No DM, I'm her MCM on Instagram
Keep it 'sup, yeah uh
You can't keep up with us
I remember they was dissin' us
The same hoes down to f**k (Yeah)
I don't like parties but I still go
Balenciaga runners look like steel toes
(Ho-ho-oh) (?)
Hate on me
b*t*h, I'm out of yo' reach
Out of yo' reach
Money on me
.40 on me
on me
Uh, woah-oh
Woah-oh oh
Had to get this sh*t now
'Cause there ain't no waiting
Had to get this sh*t now
Sever the mind
Wonder what you'll find within the souls divine
Put 'em on ice
Watch the n***a slip, think he will not suffice
Make 'em idle, all to be infamous
Time becomes a f**king rival
Basically battled the devil within himself
He faced the f**king tidal wave
Hands moving all in my f**king face, I hate this place
Goddamn, disgusted by my face
I feel like a waste of damn skin because thе tint that's on my face
Moonrock with the Glock, I can't milly rock
Moonrock with the Glock, I can't milly rock
Tеar drop on my homie face, he caught a body
No DM, I'm her MCM on Instagram
Moonrock with the Glock, I can't milly rock
Moonrock with the Glock, I can't milly rock
Tear drop on my homie face, he caught a body
No DM, I'm her MCM on Instagram
Had to get this sh*t now 'cause there ain't no waiting
Had to f**k the bank twice, ain't no masturbating
I've been ballin' super hard, I feel like Jeremy Lin
f**k that b*t*h then I let her go, I know she waiting
f**k that b*t*h then I give her back, her boyfriend hatin'
Slow my life down with them xannies, b*t*h, I'm in the matrix
Rollin' up a blunt up, this OG gas and I'ma face it
Yeah, Ay
Moonrock with the Glock, I can't milly rock
Moonrock with the Glock, I can't milly rock
Tear drop on my homie face, he caught a body
No DM, I'm her MCM on Instagram
Moonrock with the Glock, I can't milly rock
Moonrock with the Glock, I can't milly rock
Tear drop on my homie face, he caught a body
No DM, I'm her MCM on Instagram
I don't fear no one, paranoid, going in my gut (Ayy)
To be honest, I feel like the one
I feel like the one, like the chosen one
You the silver one, I'm the golden one
This my own style, yeah, I be stealin' up
I love smoking gas, she be feelin' me up
When I fall on the ground, drugs be picking me up
Molly, holy ghost, gimme a holy ghost
I f**k another hoe, I f**k a couple of hoes
Cocaine overdose, she had a bunch of those
She had a bunch of those, she had a runny nose, woah
Play rough, ain't try throw no balls
Ain't try make no friends, ain't try make no foes
No need new friends like Drake
Say you got beef, got steak, she says I'm not her type
Wasn't trying to f**k no way, hey
Moonrock with the Glock, I can't milly rock
Moonrock with the Glock, I can't milly rock
Tear drop on my homie face, he caught a body
No DM, I'm her MCM on Instagram
Moonrock with the Glock, I can't milly rock
Moonrock with the Glock, I can't milly rock
Tear drop on my homie face, he caught a body
No DM, I'm her MCM on Instagram
Keep it 'sup, yeah uh
You can't keep up with us
I remember they was dissin' us
The same hoes down to f**k (Yeah)
I don't like parties but I still go
Balenciaga runners look like steel toes
(Ho-ho-oh) (?)
Hate on me
b*t*h, I'm out of yo' reach
Out of yo' reach
Money on me
.40 on me
on me
Uh, woah-oh
Woah-oh oh
