Hot Razor Lyrics by $uicideboy$ is newest English tune with music additionally given by Budd Dwyer, Sam Bo Bachrack. Hot Razor tune lyrics are written by Scott Arceneaux Jr., Aristos Petrou.
Hot Razor Song Detail
| Song Name: | Hot Razor |
| Singer: | $uicideboy$ |
| Composer: | Budd Dwyer, Sam Bo Bachrack |
| Lyrics by: | Scott Arceneaux Jr., Aristos Petrou |
| Music Label: | G59 Records |
Hot Razor Lyrics
Ha-ha-ha, like
Alright, okay
My life could be so sh*t
Players by no means die
It’s a Smash
You did good Sl*ck
I’m with that f**ok sh*t
Pull up we get buck fast
My h*e down like faye
But typically she could be a dumb b**ch
Out right here since a younger jit
Nitrous acquired my lungs lit
Wake up from a blackout getting head
While I’m in public
Riding by means of the hood like what it do?
Prolly off a capsule or two
Pulled that .44 out
They begin speaking like they scooby doo
Mobbing with my potnahs
We pop in no knocking
Nodding off that dope and for dessert simply ate neurontin
Hit a stain, make a reputation, for a lame TikTok
Northside, Grey the gang, second world, еastern block
I would rock it off the block, I would rock it off apache
I would f**ok up on that b**ch if shе acquired a pack of plan B
Mane present you the way that Glock work
Show you how one can pop first
White trash, younger man
Mop them up like Joe Dirt
My h*e like her throat damage
Suck it for a nip tuck
That b**ch tried to inform me that I’m sick
So what that make her?
I simply purchased some land off my LAN, kilo of some GLD
Still the identical mane gripping AKs sporting FTP
Paint them like a NFT, acquired them scripts no PHD
My b**ch mind insane however she solely acquired her GED
Gang coast to coast, yea, I do know me a number of robbers
Dope recreation farm to desk ain’t no fent up in my product
Huh bruh, rattling son
Who the f**ok raised you cutthroats and them savages
How you suppose I acquired this title boo?(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I might present you how one can get it popping
Ruby da Cherry ain’t acquired no possibility
All these h*es maintain f**king flocking
All these h*es tryna gimme nogging
Snort a line of heron then inform her she means too poisonous
Yeah, I’m sliding on these b**ches like my toes had been made for mopping
I can’t cease it if i wished to
Clock up in my international coupe
Scrapin up the concrete
S500 on them 22’s
Motorola telephone after I’m dialing up my potnah
Think i’m being adopted by a fed in a unmarked impala
Skrilla squalla what I’m after
I get cash h*e by any means
P-P-Paper chasing on a regular basis
I maintain them rocks up in my cleats
Cut me with some scissors you gon see how a lot i f**kin bleed
But i’ll come again with f**king tanks and blow yo sh*t to smithereens
Bl*ck on me, cl*ck on me
G*59 the f**kin set, $uicide til’ demise
I’ll yell it poking out my f**king chest
Live from the 5 put the 0 behind the 4
Make a degree earlier than the numbers simply to allow you to b**ches know
I acquired 5 killa’s they usually all all the way down to f**king journey
I can name on any of them should you all the way down to f**kin die
Walk it how i discuss it b**ch and I ain’t acquired no f**kin lisp
Whisper my forbidden title and provides my hand a f**kin kiss
O-O-Out the mud, out the mist
Ruby take the type of shadows
Follow me again to the gates of hell
We regroup on the gallows
I can odor the scent of blood and I can odor the scent of p*ss
Leave ya physique rotting lock ya soul up within the black abyss
Bl*ck on me, cl*ck on me, G*59 the f**king set
$UICIDE ’til demise, I yell it, poking out my f**king chest
Bl*ck on me, cl*ck on me, G*59 the f**king set
No-No-No-Northside, Grey the gang, second world, jap bloc
Northside, Grey the gang, second world, jap bloc
$UICIDE ’til demise, I yell it, poking out my f**king chest
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