“$UICIDEBOY$ – Materialism as a Means to an End Lyrics”
[Intro: Scrim]
(You did good, $lick)
$licky, $licky, $licky
Lil Remains, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus: Scrim]
Hunnid K on a fuckboy, hmm (Fuckboy)
Fuck I look like? Think I trust boys, yeah
Full of hate, I’ma kill joy
$licky ridin’ on blades like a hot boy
Ayy, fifty K on the chain, chain, chain (Chain, chain)
Grey, Grey, it’s the gang, gang, gang (Gang, gang)
Loaded Ks, leave a stain, stain, stain (Stain, stain)
Fucking right I’m out my brain, brain, brain (Brain, brain)
[Verse 1: Scrim]
Spin the block out with the Glock out like a menace (Like a menace)
Gimme a minute, I’ma make sure that it’s finished (Yeah, yeah)
If I’m ridin’ better call and say you penance (Hah, hah)
Shoulda listened to your bitch in the beginning
Ayy, yeah, what? K-I-double-L-E-R
So many bodiеs, made a hobby out the ER (Yeah)
Rollin’ with Oddy, smoking that gaudy for my lеisure
Whipping the mazi, pumpin’ the shotty, trigger squeezer
Breakin’ the bitch, swervin’ the Benz, fuck an amends
Gunnin’ and fuckin’, I murdered her pussy and her friend (Yeah, yeah)
My reality is hell, I don’t pretend, yeah, yeah
I just learn to blend in with the sin (Ayy, ayy)
Here we go again, here we go (Here we go)
Wanna come and try $licky? You should know (You should know)
I got a thousand ways for you to end in yellow tape
And I got plenty people ’round me wanna earn they way (Ayy)
[Chorus: Ruby da Cherry]
Hunnid K on a fuckboy, hmm
Fuck I look like? Think I trust boys, yeah
Full of hate, I’ma kill joy
Ruby ridin’ on blades like a hot boy
Ayy, fifty K on the chain, chain, chain
Grey, Grey, it’s the gang, gang, gang
Loaded Ks, leave a stain, stain, stain (Hunnid)
Fuckin’ right I’m out my brain, brain, brain
[Verse 2: Ruby da Cherry]
Hunnid K for the car, half a mill’ for the addiction
They shipped me off to rehab ’cause I started questionin’ my existence (Huh?)
Give me them prescriptions and I’ll show you repetition (Yeah)
Stubborn motherfucker, you know Ruby never listens (Uh, what?)
Grey*59, buyin’ time til’ the grave
Time flyin’ every day, sign my name
I’m confined to the page until a spine and a stain
Is the only thing remaining (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Pullin’ up Mercedes, bitch, I’m pushin’ up daisies
Vision always blurry and my memory hazy
Grey bandana out the window, waving while I’m racin’ (Nyoom)
Raisin’ my hand to the sky and tell the angels come and take me (I’m waiting)
Awaken my demons, bringing me down to my knees, they wanna break me
They wanna isolate me, leave me naked, fuckin’ shaking
Grippin’ the .380, voices tellin’ me I’m crazy (Pew, pew, pew, pew)
Sold my soul, I’m Grey until my final destination
[Outro]
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