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letra de gutter bravado - $uicideboy$ & shakewell

[intro]
you did good, $l!ck
it’s a smash!

[verse 1: shakewell]
gave the world my all but it ain’t enough (ain’t enough)
i was down bad struggling
ain’t n0body pick me up (pick me up)
better pick a side who gon ride when it’s slide season?
f-ck who your slime is
the tides hit they all fleein’
this sh-t is high treason
load the mags and wish ’em well (wish ’em well)
i’ma spin they blocks all day looking like a carousel
can’t you tell in spite of what you’ve done for me
never trust cause all you’ve done is come to me, comfortably (comfortably)
smile in your face big ol’ shank in my back so (so, so, so)
best put that white flag up you know how this go (go, go, go)
this big juice the og’s, og with them bankrolls (bankrolls)
call 614 we make packs out of pesos (sip!)
[verse 2: $crim]
i been dying on the inside
icing out the outside
starts from the northside
now the gang worldwide
hunnid k just got my ice more wetter than the navy (yeah)
wetto wavy wavy
i just smoked me up a 80
i might od up in prague
i might od up in russia
i might fly my b-tch to paris for a threesome up in london, yeah
numbers like a popstar but i don’t got no handlers
just a bunch of f-ckboys telling me what the standard was
i was chopping samples way before the sampler
i been out of pocket, guess i’m better scrambling
i been living like who else can i offend today? (grey, grey)
ruby what you say?

[verse 3: ruby da cherry]
one of a kind
see me eye-to-eye
don’t look twice
bad advice
shaking my head like i’m migrating lice (ay, ay)
codeine on ice with the sprite
cherry jolly rancher to my delight (ay, ay)
until the blue and white lights come and ruin my night (woop, woop, woop)
officer b-tchmade reading my rights
take me to tulane and broad and lock me up tight
suicide looking to die and after our very goodbyes (ay, ay)
out of mind, out of sight (ay, ay)
living your life, like d-ck comes twice (ay, ay)
the next in line to make a sacrifice
thought i caught a rat turns out it was a pack of mice (ay, ay)
cut my wrist but i’ll never slash the price
armageddon welcome to my paradise

- uicideboy shakewell

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