2nd Hand Lyrics - Suicideboys

All I see is scrubs 

Face mean mugged 

On a couple drugs 

Smoke with migo plug 

FTP my blood 

Grey the fucking gang 

Boy stay in your lane 

Never high 

Just maintain 

Hate this fame 

Hate this game 

Take these shoes 

Last a day 

Oil flowing through my veins 

Lil remains that make that stain 

Y'all look good in cellophane mane 

Insane 

Real blade 

Swing it through your fucking brain 

I said fuck 'em 

We got a problem? 

Fuck you gonna do with it? 

I think nada 

Just a persona 

And i'm nirvana 

Popping xans to make you mad i know you want some 

Rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling 

Got an ounce of the coke white snow floating 

River road shawty 

Yung christ the one chosen 

Slick tote the AK47 stolen 

Woadie joscin' 

All of y'all are over-saturating 'preme and bape 

Bitch its FTP all fucking day 

All y'all look the fucking same 

Fuck the fame 

Fuck a lane 

Bitch I'm bout to swerve into the toll booth and scrape the change 

Bring out your dead and blaming it on Yung Plague 

Bitch I pull up with the K 

K9 by my right leg until I say OK 

K9 on his hind legs ripping off your face 

All I gotta say is G59 until the grave 

1 color 

2 numbers 

3 fingers in the sky amongst the thunder 

I'm like fuck the others 

Ima bring the ruckus 

I might fuck your bitch 

She swears she suffers under the covers 

Ima hell hound 

Hell bound 

Shawty wanna die 

Ima sell pounds, sell pounds 

Shawty said she might let them bells pound, bells pounds 

Shawty wanna cry 

I'm like fuck it 

Every night keep turning black 

I close my eyes 

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