Lte (Prodvictor Remix) $Uicideboy$

I be that skinny fiend sippin lean, caffeine with codeine

Im smoking nicotine, PCP, pills in my cuisine

Im fucking draped in suede, wrist dismayed

$uicide renegade

Pop a couple waves up in my grave, carvin my skin with the blade

I-I dont fuck with squealers, known drug dealer

Stealer with the sealer

$lickity always wrecked, bitch, get checked



Grey*59 the set, chopper make em wet

Watch me flex, yall just second best

Never second guess

Manifest, triple six til death

Ruby aint my motherfucking true name

If I wrote it down, it would combust into a blue flame

Gloom gang banging, whole crew slain

Bodies in the suitcase, polo body bag full of bootlegs

Two-two-faced bitch, sick a duck

Got your bitch laying goose eggs



Two fangs growing, got a toothache

Tie me up like a shoe-string, let the noose hang

Out of my box, I need a new frame

Ruby da Cherry aint got a pocket full of fruitcake

Bruce Wayne wannabe

Fuck with me, Ill probably give you somethin free

Honeys surroundin around me because Im buzzin like a fucking bumblebee