Video Paris de Suicideboys 2024 Cristiana Lyrics

Suicideboys - Paris Lyrics

[$LICK $LOTH]
Ay, ay, ay, tell me what you know
'Bout a motherfucker out the bottom
With a gold grill gleamin', makin' all these hoes problems
Stalker, creepin', out the fuckin' dungeon
Switchblade on 'em hit the guts like a pumpkin, dumpin'
Thirty rounds of the clip off rip
Too thick with the stick bet I won't miss
Lil' Slick real sick, don't talk shit
Whip, whip, like a brick scale on fish
$Uicide, night time, no we don't fight crime, oh
It's the Grey 5-9 with the real red eyes and we dying inside, ooh
Bodies in fluoride let the rope untie just crucify me
Yung Christ wrists sliced couple hoes on ice singing R.I. p

[Ruby da cherry]
Ruby was a motherfucking reject
Then I cut my wrists and now I motherfucking bleed checks
Still broke after all the motherfucking weed gets rolled
Hoes askin' if I see a ghost, tell 'em no
I just seep smoke when the weeds blown
She chokes from the deep-throat, three feet of rope, lethal
Slay the fuckin' sheep, so evil
I'mma hang myself, and then I get to see home
Ruby a fucking demon, aye uh
Ruby got a cult now, hoes tryna bolt down
Ruby the result of a reject from a small town
Turned into a demon, I'm evolved now
Loud growl, Snow Leopard on the prowl, aye
Stay the fuck back, hoe
Slay the whole pack hoe
Paint the globe black hoe, aye
Soon I will shed this skin, turn to the devil
Then I'll never reminisce
Aye