The Thin Grey Line Lyrics – $uicideboy$

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[Intro: Big Luh TRX & Rasta T]
Back in the house with a ’94
(You did good, !ck)
Grey-Grey Five Nine
Grey-Grey Five Nine

[Verse 1: Romeo Da Black Rose]
I-I-I feel like Princess Peach, rose gold on my Mercedes (Uh)
Rose gold on my b!tch, looking like her name Mercedes (Yeah, yeah)
I need a ho who down, one who’ll ask, “What up, ladies?” (What up?)
Switched out the friendly smile with a face that reads, “F**k you, pay me” (Two to beam up, Scotty)
Ain’t got rabies, I just overdose off coke and dope
I know they hope I died (Yeah, yeah)
My back is aching from holding the underground down ever
Since we dropped “High Tide” (Yeah, sheesh)
Standing in my grave like I ain’t 5’9 (Grey)
One more minute ’til the hours done, I’ll take my time (F**k off)
Fake my pride, it’s really all about state of mind
Reality reflecting the state of your nervous system
Listening in on your b!tching
It sounds like you belong in the kitchen
I ain’t got time (Nah)
Sui-suicide made a whole culture that’s based on dying, yeah
Another cult member showed up early just so they could wait in line

[Verse 2: Big Luh TRX]
Wetto in that TRX, higher than a upper deck
The way she suck my d!ck, I’m rubbernecking at her rubber neck, yeah
Christians holler, “What the heck?”
I call me to cut my check
Overdosing off the dope and still ain’t feeling nothing yet
(Okay, okay, okay) (Two to beam up, Scotty)
Glock 19 with the red dot beam
F**k rap, when I’m shooting, I’m at my best
Police come, take the AK out
Aim that motherf**ker straight right at his chest (Brrt)
Talking ’bout killing got my d!ck getting hard

Smoke got me paranoid, so I smoke some more
When they bury me put the scripts in my jacket
Hoes in my casket, think I need four? (Yeah, yeah)
Oh, oh, oh, walking this beat (North)
Face looking like ain’t nothing I ain’t seen (North, North)
Dogs in my lungs every time that I breathe (North, North)
I’m a fiend for the war, I’ma breed they can’t be (North, North)
Say what I mean, lie when I speak (North, North)
If an opp die before we can meet (North, North)
I’ll catch him in hell and I’ll send him to Heaven (North, North)
Not even his God can f**king protect him (North, North)
Got b!tches that love me that I don’t remember (North, North)
My gang members ’round me in every direction, it’s su— (North, North)

[Outro: Rasta T]
Grey-Grey Five Nine