Magnolia

Ridin' in the 3rd with the all black tint (what?)

Smoke one, hoe, get high with a pimp

Kick the front door, bitch, better bust down

Sippin' on dip while we break down the loud (what—?)

Just know one thing, I don't fuck with nobody (nah)

Case full of shells, with a twelve-gauge shotty

Trap House $crim, bitch, I could give a fuck

Ridin' round town with the nine on tuck

Never hesitate if I gotta go and bust (what?)

Dare a motherfucker to try and act tough (what?)

Hunnid motherfuckers that's all ready to rush

Hunnid motherfuckers that's dyin' to light 'em up

Live from the land where you 6 feet deep

Before you even die, just standing on your feet

Gold teeth with a grin that'll make a bitch wet

504, keep the choppa on flex






Bitch, I'm from New Orleans, ayy

7th Ward Lord cuttin' guts with a sword

Yung Mutt 'cause I'm half-fucking-foreign, ayy

Gimmie the blunt, bitch, you wastin' all the weed

Pass it around, use my lungs as the storage, ayy

Pitbull in the yard, stay away from my gate

That's a motherfucking warning, ayy

Twenty-inch spokes like a platinum switchblade, ayy

Ice on my wrist, help the swelling go down from the slit

You can find me in the motherfucking tank, ayy

Five-hunnid degrees, four dollar signs

Dial up my line, I'm on the East Bank, ayy

$uicide, left the blood on my shank

*59 Yin Yang, ayy






Hunnid thou', hunnid thou', $uicide, $uicide

Who you think you fuckin' with?

You done lost yo' mind (Lost yo' mind)

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom! (Do-do-do-do-do)

That’s all you hear when I step in the room (Hahaha!)

Boy I jugg, jugg, jugg, you can check my right wrist

Every day in the kitchen, watch me flip (whip, whip!)

I can cook, I can cook, Betty Crocker (I’m a baker)

Got them cakes and I serve pills like a doctor (I got prescriptions)

I’m on the corner, on the corner—fuck the corner (man, fuck that shit)

I’m in the house, servin' weed like a farmer (I’m a farmer Jon)

I got crops, I got crops, long-ass crops (long-ass crops)

And I got hoes, I got them bops, I got them bitches

Hunnid thou', hunnid, hunnid, hunnid thousand

Don’t try us, we just start wyling

$uicideboy$ with the Kirb

What you talkin'? Absurd

Tryna try us, what we gon' do? Put yo' brains on the curb

No play, all day in FLA, okay, bitch

You can try that shit, I’ll put yo' face on a t-shirt today, damn