SUICIDE SEASON (Remix) lyrics

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[Intro: Ski Mask The Slump God]
Burr, I'm gon' slurp her, like a Go-Gurt, ayy
Yeah
Whatchu say? Whatchu say? (yeah)
Whatchu say? Whatchu say? (yeah)
Natra

[Verse 1: Ski Mask The Slump God]
Said I'm older and I'm sober in the middle of October
Living like I wanna die but it feel right (Yeah)
Met a b*tch a little older
Like a bucket, knock her over
Made me forget about thoughts of suicide (Ayy)

[Chorus: Ski Mask The Slump God]
So throw that pus*y at me, baby
Throw that pus*y at me, baby
Made them legs go up like doors on suicide
(Made them legs go up like doors on sui- oh)
Throw that pus*y at me, baby
Throw that pus*y at me, baby (Throw that, throw it)
Living life like I wanna die but it feel right, yeah (Yeah, ayy)

[Verse 2: Ski Mask The Slump God]
b*tch I'm smooth like grape in juice, okay
You smooth like pulp in O and J (Oh)
I killed that pus*y like O and J (Oh)
Like A-okay (Oh), Like A-okay (Oh)
My hunting rifle, A-okay
I'm hunting down the KKK (Phew-phew-phew, phew)
Tell their mothers and aunties that I am free today (Ayy)
I'm free today (Ayy), I'm free today (Ayy)
f*ck it up, f*ck is up? n*ggas always nuttin' up
Man, I'm never shutting up, collared shirt with buttons up
The world don't give out love enough, I will be the light of us
Truths only confide in us and I will be the guide of us (Yeah)
Fall back to the basics, ayy
Getting top from two b*tches and it is gracious, ayy
What's the location? Great Wall up out in Asia, ayy
And I'm wondering if her daddy is racist, ayy (Hey, hey)
[Pre-Chorus: Ski Mask the Slump God]
Guns up in designer denim (What? What?)
I think they be Ksubis (Hoo-wee)
Your b*tch Icky Vicky (Hoo-wee)
That hoe got the cooties (Hoo-wee)
Only time that I would touch her (Hoo-wee)
When I give her noogies (Hoo-wee)
Either that or when I'm tryna rub off one my boogies, yuh (Hoo-wee)

[Verse 3: Robb Bank$]
Oh, oh, oh, yeah
Oh, oh, oh, yeah
Been in Mulsanne, top tier, hmm
I ain't got an opp that I fear, hmm
Big gun like I shoot deer and I got your b*tch talkin' off my ear, ooh
Ring, ring, pick up, "Who this?"
Ten thousand dollar toe ring so I can kick the drip
We done make your mama cry, gang, 430 Tears
b*tch, I been the man, why would I wanna switch gears?
Go, make your mama talk sh*t, on folks
Boss status, still can't stunt my growth
And I'm in traffic with the drip, whoa
n*gga play with us, he get his ass choked
My [?] b*tch [?] but I'm so slow
Your b*tch on a ski trip, no VR
...
Hmm, yeah
[Pre-Chorus: Ski Mask The Slump God]
Guns up in designer denim (What? What?)
I think they be Ksubis (Hoo-wee)
Your b*tch Icky Vicky (Hoo-wee)
That hoe got the cooties (Hoo-wee)
Only time that I would touch her (Hoo-wee)
When I give her noogies (Hoo-wee)
Either that or when I'm tryna rub off one my boogies (Hoo-wee)

[Chorus: Ski Mask The Slump God]
So throw that pus*y at me, baby (Hoo-wee)
Throw that pus*y at me, baby (Hoo-wee)
Made them legs go up like doors on suicide
(Made them legs go up like doors on sui- oh)
Throw that pus*y at me, baby (Hoo-wee)
Throw that pus*y at me, baby (Hoo-wee, throw that, throw it)
Yeah, ayy