Flodgin’ $uicideboy$

[Chorus: Frayser Boy]
Pistol to the head, of these niggas that be actin' fake
Pistol to the head, of these niggas that be actin' fake
Pistol to the head, of these niggas that be actin' fake
Pistol to the head, of these niggas that be actin' fake
Pistol to the head, of these niggas that be actin' fake

[Verse 1: LIL UZI]
I want a supersized $uicide
$lick, he told me, "Do or die"
Did it, now I'm dead
Didn't even have to use any lead
Now my bed is soaked in blood, red stuff seepin' out my head
'Cause I was thinking how I never have cheddar to shred
Grey*59 put slime in your fine dime
Met her in person, she better in bed
Grabbed my sweater and left, guess I spread her to death
No more breath in her chest, just the sweat on her breasts
Body stuffed in the trunk of my 'Vette
Oddy Nuff got the shotty tucked up under his head
Sloppy cuts on my neck
Copycats try to copy cuts, now they dead
G*59, we tryna die
Fucking shine because the flame keep burning bright
Throw that body in the pile, and call it a night