CLYDE (I Hope At Least One Of My Ex-Girlfriends Hears This) lyrics

[Intro]
Suicidal, schizophrenic, n*gga, evil way
Suicidal, schizophrenic, n*gga, evil way
Suicidal, schizophrenic, n*gga, evil way
Suicidal, schizophrenic, n*gga, evil way
Suicidal, schizophrenic, n*gga, evil way
Suicidal, schizophrenic, n*gga, evil way

[Verse 1: Yung Plague]
Tryna get on my pimp sh*t, but I'm stuck on my dirty tip
So I f*ck an ugly b*tch, all the pretty hoes ditch
Yeah, they know it’s no myth
I'm at large, I'm a sad sap tryna feeling good
All these c*nts with a fat ass talk about my nut
Got the last laugh, but only as long as the last laugh
Grey flags, so your death mask half-c*cked
Shawty blast, so these hands pop gats with the blast
At last, the moment has passed, I got a gash in my thick skull
Throw me in the trash, call for a pickup
Death over b*tches all because of Krystal
Blood spillin’ in my motherf*cking pimp cup
Used to love the b*tch, now she suckin' other di*ks
So I cut my f*cking wrists, feel like a puddle of p*ss
Suicide, death of me
Who gives a f*ck? No one
[Chorus]
Suicidal, schizophrenic, n*gga, evil way
Suicidal, schizophrenic, n*gga, evil way
Suicidal, schizophrenic, n*gga, evil way
Suicidal, schizophrenic, n*gga, evil way

[Verse 2: $lick $loth]
$licky got the motherf*cking pedigree
But generally, all my ex-hoes become my enemies
And my next hoes will deal with jealousy
From a couple chicken heads, Tori and Sophie
Couple other b*tches that ain't important
If pus*y curvin' was a sport, they'd call me Jordan
With my endorsement remainin' dormant
When it come to these b*tches that play informant, ayy
All the girls I done f*cked with got kids or ex-husbands
They junkies or strippers, but ayy, I'm not judgin'
Don’t f*ck with a hippy b*tch, f*ck with a skinny b*tch
f*ck with a needy b*tch, f*ck with a greedy b*tch
Nah, I can’t do that sh*t
Too much energy, energy spent unsuccessfully
Oh, please just let me be one of your memories