BLOODSWEAT Lyrics – $uicideboy$

Read the full BLOODSWEAT lyrics by $uicideboy$ along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Uicideboy’s music, you can also explore MSY and Old Addicts, New Habits, two other songs by Uicideboy.

[Intro]
You did good, $lick
It’s a Smash
Sorry, lonely boy

[Verse 1: $crim]
Turnt boy, I’m booted (North)
GREY, we the unit (Side)
Chopper in the pick up like a motherfu*king Houthi
Christ running through me (North)
Diamonds on the uzi (Side)
Ten million blunts got me faded like I’m Boosie
Northside, Northside
They say they want that war, but no, they ain’t ready to die like me (North)
Tryna copy the lore, but no, they could never get high like me (Side)
Ayy, fu*k this world, tryna get rich enough to buy a planet
My name up in they mouth so much, I’m starting to think they faggots
On the day I diе, bury my body in the marsh
Fu*k the fame, forgеt my name, just mark me with a cross
They ain’t fu*king with the $-U-I-C-I-D-E (North)
Throwing up 2-N-D W-O-R-L-D (Side)
Fu*k you mean? Drop the lo’, if you ’bout it, lemme see (North)
Wanna bang it? We can bang it until there’s one that can breathe
You see the difference? (Northside)
I’m down to die where I stand
(Pu*sy, whatever you want)
We can shoot or let it fly with the hands
You see the difference? (Northside)
I’m down to die where I stand
(Pu*sy, whatever you want)
Bring your gang, you can die with your mans
Wild Bill Hickok, chrome on the wrist watch
Codeine falling from my eyes like a tear drop (Northside)
Wild Bill Hickok, gone off the gridlock
Walk in, shh, you can hear a fu*king pin drop

[Chorus: $crim]

I-I-Indiana $licky, don’t forget the Fort Wayne (North, yuh, side)
Indiana $licky, don’t forget the Fort Wayne (North, yuh, side)

[Verse 2: Ruby da Cherry]
Born a fu*king ba*tard, emotions manufactured
All these artist tryna sue us like we founded Napster
Waiting for the rapture, days gone by faster
My hands always holding threes up like a Velociraptor, uh
7th Ward, 7th Ward
Oh, yeah, my fashion sense retarded, no, I never had no stylist
Staying out the public eye at all times like I’m on the Epstein flight list
Repping GREY so hard they all think that I might be bias
Across the globe, for several years we’ve spread a fu*king virus
Apologies for all of the sodomy
They just had a lotta s*it to say, I let ’em bottom feed
It don’t really bother me, switch up my geography
Can’t spend too much time in just one place, I think it’s time to leave (7th Ward)
Block my VPN, so they don’t know my whereabouts
I seen ’em on their livestream tryna air it out (7th Ward)
All this hate up in my heart, I had to to tear it out
I had wolves sniffing me, boy, I ain’t scared of hounds
I’ma rep that fu*king G-R-E-Y 5 to the 9
Until my hands crossed over my chest in that pine box
Tight rope type walk, step to me type talk (7th Ward)
Locked on to my fu*king prey like a night hawk
Once I see the white flag wave, pull out white chalk
Don’t try and race me to the grave, it’s a light walk
Mercedes Benz tombstone, Russian mob boost tone
Too known, I don’t know this number, I need a new phone
Flew home, fresh lawn with a pile of loose bones
Paranoid thoughts creeping in, I think I’m too stoned

[Chorus: Ruby da Cherry]
I-I-I-I’m Oddy Nuff, baby, don’t forget the $now Leopard (7th Ward)
I-I-I-I’m Oddy Nuff, baby, don’t forget the $now Leopard (7th Ward)