Carried Away Lyrics – $uicideboy$

[Intro]
(You did good, $lick)
(It’s a Smash)

[Verse 1: Ruby Da Cherry]
I’m just a bad guy having a good day, a fellow sinner at the a catchanade
Always quick-saving the game, never-never paid to play, but already play if it means I get paid
Let me here rest, ain’t no I vest on my chest and the rest, you can’t tell me to wait
Leave your things behind, think it’s my time to why I gotta keep a nine, (??) getting gray
Which I low-key crave
Hoping you don’t know me, only show me levelling up (??)
(??) is what I’m supposed to say

I fought, am I supposed to straight ’til I’m just trained enough to smoke the tray
Yeah, yeah, uh
I’ma pull up with all kind of dirt, stained up on my face
You be pulling on your mama’s skirt, asking to be safe
I been feeling all kind of hurt since I was a baby
There was trauma in the titty milk, you wonder why I’m crazy

[Chorus: $LICK $LOTH]
I got that Xanax flowing through my bloodstream
Bought them opiates to share with the team
Got that ‘Tuss on me and I got the lean
Molly in the water, dance like Selene
I got this—

[Verse 2: Scrim]
Tell me who need motherfu*king smoke
I don’t want feel the motherfu*king dop
et the addy, why the fu*k is he ain’t in home?
I’m begging for my dad while he begging for a dose
(??) when my momma doing coke
Feeling (??), I get my coast
Had to change where they going
Another golden spit to my soul away, I can’t even know
In dirt where the seeds never grow
Pull the trigger, boy, don’t let it blow

When the voice coming through my lungs
I ain’t stopping ’til his motherfu*king brains on the floor
Ayy, smoking like I’m getting high for a living
In times getting high for my liver
On a legendary route for a sinner
Underground Hans Zimmer, I’m a, yeah, pull up
I’ma die with my head up even when there’s no hope
Hands always with the (??) so much, they
Think, my fingers broke
This for all my fu*king people in pain, hugging fans
(??) I cut myself again
They don’t fu*king understand what the s*it come with
So please fu*k off to the Xanax s*it

[Chorus: $LICK $LOTH]
I got that Xanax flowing through my bloodstream
Bought them opiates to share with the team
Got that ‘Tuss on me and I got the lean
Molly in the water, dance like Selene
I got this—

[Verse 3: Night Lovell]
Couldn’t find love, oh, can I?
Stuck in a box, oh s*it
Tryna find a way to life, oh, can I?
But every time I take another heat
Send the fu*king money to the 003
Run through hoes in the 613 (Ah)
All-black G 63 (Ah)
You cannot take my key (Get up)
Y’all b!tches ain’t my type
I ain’t tryna wife, but your ass, I like
N!ggas know the feel ’cause that boy got ties
Yeah, y’all know I’m never gon’ die

Meet her halfway, but at least I try
Money on my head, but I’m never gon’ hide
Take it off, b!tch, let me see
The pu*sy pink like 2C
You cannot kill me, boy
When I speak, it’s murder
Better start wishing, boy
Just like Timmy Turner
Leave your ass missing, boy
Throw the fu*king burner
Carried away, b!tch, I’m tripping
Carried away ’cause I’m sinning, sinning

[Chorus: $LICK $LOTH]
I got that Xanax flowing through my bloodstream
Bought them opiates to share with the team
Got that ‘Tuss on me and I got the lean
Molly in the water, dance like Selene
I got that Xanax flowing through my bloodstream
Bought them opiates to share with the team
Got that ‘Tuss on me and I got the lean
Molly in the water, dance like Selene