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Suicideboys - The Thin Grey Line Lyrics


Back in the house with a '94
You did good $lick
Grey, Grey Five Nine
Grey, Grey Five Nine

I-I-I feel like Princess Peach, rose gold on my Mercedes (uh)
Rose gold on my bitch, lookin' like her name Mercedes (yeah, yeah)
I need a hoe who down, one who'll ask, what up ladies? (what up?)
Switched out the friendly smile but a face that reads
Fuck, you pay me? (good to beam up, Scotty)
I got rabies, I just overdosed off coke and dope
I know they hope I die (yeah, yeah)
My back is aching from holding the underground down ever since we dropped High Tide
Standing in my grave like I ain't 5'9 (grey)
One more minute till the hours done, I'll take my time
Fake my pride
It's really all about state of mind
Reality reflected the state of your nervous system, listening in on your bitchin'
It sounds like it belong in the kitchen
I ain't got time, nah
Made a whole culture that's based on dying (Yeah)
Another cult member showed up early just so they could wait in line

Wetto in that TRX, higher then the upper deck
The way she suck my dick, I'm rubbernecking at her rubber neck (yeah)
Christians holler what the heck?
I call me to cut my check
Overdosin' off the dope and still ain't feeling nothing yet (good to beam up, Scotty)
Glock 19 with the red dot beam
Fuck rapping, when I'm shooting, I'm at my best
Police come, take the AK out, aim that motherfucker straight right his chest
Talking about killing got my dick getting hard
Smoke got me paranoid, so I smoke some more
When they bury me, put the scripts in my jacket, hoes in my casket
Think I need four (yeah, yeah, woah)
Oh, oh, walkin' this beat, face looking like ain't nothing I ain't seen (woah, woah)
Dogs in my lungs every time that I breath, I'm a fiend for the war
I'ma breed what they can't be (woah, woah, woah, woah)
Say what I mean, lie when I speak (woah, woah)
If an opp die before we can meet (woah, woah)
I'll catch them in hell, and I'll send him to heaven (woah, woah)
Not even his God can fucking protect him (woah, woah)
Got bitches that love me that I don't remember (woah, woah)
My gang members around me in every direction (woah, woah)
It's $ui!

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