Yeah, we doing this sh#t
Friday the 13th in this m#th*rf#ck*r, what’s good man?
You are now listening to Smkie Smk
(Lil Uzi, uh—)
Take out your weapons and fight
Bust a m#th*rf#ck*r head open with a lead pipe (lead pipe)
Rob a m#th*rf#ck*r at a red light
b#tch, if you dead wrong then that mean I’m dead, right?
Shinin’ like a light in the night full of fright
Head full of lead
Told that b#tch: Put them meds in your Keds
‘Cause them Feds be inspecting my bread
Them Doc’s be inspecting my head
Told me there’s nothing but cobwebs and lead
I’m a psycho, I’m under your bed
Creepin’ and crawlin’
I’m stalking the sleeping
My target has weakened
I’m seekin’ a carcass to sleep in
Wearing its bones around my neck
Hop in the deep end
Heart never beatin’
Scythe in my hand, b#tch, I sow what I’m reaping
Slaughter the sheep, and I drain all the blood
Fill up my cup, yeah, I’m sipping the flood, uh
Tell your b#tch, pick her lip up
She look again, then she gettin’ f#cked
Ten feet into that sticky stick
Riding ’round with my new b#tch
It’s that mystic prince on that triple six
Sittin’ back with my crucifix
Put that hoe face in a pillow
I’m that $carecrow in your window
Ain’t no witness in the dark
Body parts and eating hearts
Robbers, killers, cocaine dealers
Leave these f#ckboys shakin’
Looking in the face of Satan
Sold my soul, f#ck the cost
Robbin’ these b#tches and making my riches
b#tch, I swallow crucifixes
Damn son, where’d ya’ find this?
Find more lyrics at westlyrics.com
Disclosure: As an Amazon Associate and an Apple Partner, we earn from qualifying purchases
$uicideBoy$ – 10,000 Degrees
$uicideBoy$ – Coma
$uicideBoy$ Lyrics – Friday The 13th