Lyrics Fake Pontchartrain - $uicideboy$
Red
tears
run
down
my
scattered
face
6 blunts
rolled
laced
Holding
the
pace
with
fate
Hand
on
the
wheel
with
my
foot
on
the
clutch
Made
a
deal
with
the
devil
just
to
get
my
dick
sucked
by
6 different
bitches
Watch
them
switch
up
Triple
6 lynches
Tie
the
rope
up
Abusing
narcotics
because
my
life
is
chaotic
Don't
even
get
no
fucking
pleasure
whether
or
not
its
erotic
Into
my
grave
I
left
my
conscious
there
between
the
pistol
and
the
blade
that
I
had
used
to
end
my
fucking
fate
again
I
swear
Hades
born
and
raised
I'm
choking
in
the
smoky
blaze
I'm
drowning
in
the
local
lake
I
make
them
frozen
how
I
flake
Draped
in
purple
velvet
cloaks
Ruby
stones
up
in
my
crown
The
Earth
will
be
my
fucking
throne
Ruby
drowned
and
Pluto
was
found
Three-headed
dog
locked
up
in
the
pound
But
I
let
them
out
every
once
in
a
while
Give
me
what
you
got
and
I'll
put
it
in
a
pile
Burn
it
up
then
I
smile
Starving
All
I
got
is
stomach
bile
Number
dialed
Nile
flooded
Putting
out
the
fucking
fire
Life
been
gettin
a
little
longer
Still
keeping
money
in
my
bag,
I'll
loan
ya
These
niggas
lyin,
girl
they
all
baloney
Most
fake
and
the
rest
corny
Call
up
shorty,
kill
a
nigga
for
me,
yeah
I
used
her
for
this
bait
Get
to
4 deep
They'll
be
wonderin'
who's
recording
Cause
I
made
it
look
super
sporty
Kill
for
sport
and
pop
a
40
I
don't
say
shit,
cause
they
know
me
I
call
your
bitch,
cause
she
wanted
to
blow
me
Got
the
money,
yeah
nigga
show
me
Got
the
strap
and
the
sawed
on
me
Got
this
cash,
and
it's
all
on
me
If
you
beefin
nigga,
I
gotta
40
Then
pop
pop
then
you
all
gone
yeah
Then
you
all
gone
yeah
Call
my
phone
yeah
$UICIDE
Pontchartrain
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