​suicidal lyrics

[Intro]
(8-808)

[Chorus]
Suicidal, huh, can't miss (Huh, huh, huh)
Suicidal, yeah, can't miss (Uh)
Shoot him in his head if he got a bulletproof vest (Yeah)
Yeah, shoot him in his head if he got a bulletproof vest
I can't lose sleep 'bout no b*tch, nah I can't stress
I put Bottega Veneta, yeah, on her dress

[Verse]
Drive by, we ain't let sh*t fly, we gon' leave a mess
Check the score, I'm up on my opps, I'm up on my ex
I'm trained to go, if this sh*t go down, I know what to do next
These lame n*ggas switch up on a gang, yeah, for the check
And if a n*gga talkin' on my name, better come with rеspect
Yeah, n*gga bettеr come correct
Yeah, ain't spend nothin' on this Patek but it's, huh, bussin'
I can't f*ck with that lil' b*tch 'cause she too, huh, crusty
I just opened a new bag of weed and that sh*t musty
Lil 88 on that beat, he got this b*tch jumpin'
My b*tch ask me "How high?" when I tell that b*tch to jump
Balenciaga boots, ooh, like a n*gga 'bout to stomp
And I ain't go to school with you if I ain't sit at your table for lunch
Talkin' 'bout hoes, n*gga, got a bunch
Talkin' bout b*tches, talkin' 'bout clothes, talkin' 'bout money, yeah, I got a bunch
Talkin' 'bout Ken Carson, the X-MAN, yeah-yeah, get you punched up
I don't do the Instagram and the flexin', hell nah I do my own stunts
I'm goin' Super Saiyan like Trunks
I got some 308's in my trunk
I got a bad b*tch with 380 and she ready to set a n*gga up
He got money, then he got a lil' paper, n*gga, say that sh*t, back that sh*t up
Drop that lil' dot, we gon wet this sh*t up
Knock him out, make sure he never get up
Huh, huh, huh, R.I.P
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
These n*ggas dead to me, huh, these n*ggas dead, huh, huh
Put that boy on TV, yeah, he on a flatscreen
Told my b*tch I don't want to f*ck right now, baby, just relax me
My boy been sippin' that yellow, yeah, call a taxi
Even though I'm a rapper, you can't tax me
She say that her friend wanna f*ck, tell her, "Just ask me"
We ain't got nowhere to go, I'm 'bout to f*ck her in the backseat
I been smokin' Gelato while all these n*ggas smokin' trash weed
Double O in first place, these n*ggas in last seed
f*cked her off the X, now she keep callin' and textin' me
She say "Ken you the best", I told that b*tch that's just the Ecstacy
I got X in me
[Chorus]
Suicidal, huh, can't miss (Huh, huh, huh)
Suicidal, yeah, can't miss (Uh)
Shoot him in his head if he got a bulletproof vest (Yeah)
Yeah, shoot him in his head if he got a bulletproof vest
I can't lose sleep 'bout no b*tch, nah I can't stress
I put Bottega Veneta, yeah, on her dress

[Outro]
(8-808)