Thorns Lyrics by $uicideboy$
You did good, $lick
It’s a smash
Ayy, yuh (It’s us)
God damn it, I’m on another planet (Uh)
Why they call me Oddy Nuff, you’ll never understand it (Yeah)
Keep a strap on me, just in case I’m ever stranded (Pew, pew, pew, pew)
Ready to up the fire, now you lookin’ like a busted pomegranate (Uh)
Hop in the Mercedes spaceship, don’t panic (Ah)
Crash land in Louisiana like I ***’ planned it (Planned it)
Strictly no photos, especially if they candid (Ah)
She call me daddy ’cause that *** mine and I demand it (Yuh)
Branded, [?] on my G59 pendants
Hate on ***, but we all know that you standin’ (Haha)
The way I play with him, that I was duckin’ you’d think that I’m Gambit (Ah)
Holdin’ up the five-nine skull like I’m Hamlet
I’m on my pimp *** (Oh)
Ayy, yeah (Oh, yeah, oh)
I’m in New Orleans off them Percocets
Like I’m Sean Payton (Who that?)
*** hit my line, I said “Not today, Satan” (Ayy)
Dialin’ in the [?], script [?] with Glocks
Bunch of money turned the fam to opps, with a pair of Glocks (Go, go, go)
Won’t take none of them serious, they just make me curious (Go, go)
Find it so ***, but they’ll never have a period (That’s true)
Flows are where the ceilin’ is, Donald Trump interior (Go)
*** keeps you serious
Chill, ‘kay, I’m finished, ‘ight?
Evadin’ ***, don’t
Then evade the conversation (Skrr, skrr)
Checkin’ expiration dates, my only moderation
Went from broke in a shed, to a billion valuation
Still that skinny pimpin’, drug takin’, Caucasian (What?)
