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$UICIDEBOY$ – NEW PROFILE PIC Lyrics

NEW PROFILE PIC Lyrics – $UICIDEBOY$

Still got the badge, still got the gun
Still got the patch, still got the stun
Still got the cash, bitch, I burn it for fun
Put the Glock to my skull then I—
$uicide, $ui—

Still got the badge, still got the gun
Still got the patch, still got the stun
Still got the cash, bitch, I burn it for fun
Put the Glock to my skull then I—
Glock to my skull then I—
Glock to my skull then I—
Still got the cash, bitch, I burn it for fun (Ayy, ayy)
Put the Glock to my skull then I—

Watch me pull up in that H1 with my day-ones
Now’s the time to say somethin’ if you wanna say somethin’
Swing ’em under, make a face, love, took ’em to the lakefront
I roll ’bout eight blunts, like my face numb from the Grey bumps
White lines like we gettin’ the shake junt
Fake frontin’-ass pussy boy, run
Your momma made change, didn’t know she also made chumps
Make your bitch wet, in fact, here the rain comes
Stain somethin’, all day, Plague stuntin’ (Yeah)
Ain’t frontin’, bitch, I’m in the back puffin’
Me and my cousin fucking buzzin’, got the razor blades tucked in (Uh)
Airin’ out the fuckin’ room like Glade’s PlugIns

Still got the badge, still got the gun
Still got the patch, still got the stun
Still got the cash, bitch, I burn it for fun
Put the Glock to my skull then I—
Glock to my skull then I—
Glock to my skull then I—
Still got the cash, bitch, I burn it for fun (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Put the Glock to my skull then I—

Represent the East 59, it’s a Grey thing
Creepin’ round your motherfucking block with no plates, mane
Make your motherfucking front yard to a gun range
Buck ’em, buck ’em with the choppa, turn your man into a stain
Big dawg, no harm, we ain’t ’bout the same, nah
Big guns, Xan’ bars fucking up my brain, yeah
Fentanyl, lot of bars, flowing through my veins, ayy
Adderall, speed bumps, I’ma go insane, fuck
Yeah, whole lotta drugs like [?]
Demons comin’ on my walls in my bedroom
I got tendencies of suicidal ideation
Menace to society when I ain’t medicated

Still got the badge, still got the gun
Still got the patch, still got the stun
Still got the cash, bitch, I burn it for fun
Put the Glock to my skull then I—
Glock to my skull then I—

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