Champion of Death (Explicit) - $UICIDEBOY$/Scott Arceneaux Jr/Aristos Petrou

Composed by：Scott Arceneaux Jr/Aristos Petrou

Chump change boy now you gotta hate boy

Pull up the with the motherf**king AK boy

Pull up like it's motherf**king game day boy

Shoot 'em with the pistol shoot 'em point blank boy yuh

Chump change boy now you gotta hate boy

Pull up the with the motherf**king AK boy

Pull up like it's motherf**king game day boy

Shoot 'em with the pistol shoot 'em point blank boy yuh

Chump change boy now you gotta hate boy

Pull up the with the motherf**king AK boy

Pull up like it's motherf**king game day boy

Shoot 'em with the pistol shoot 'em point blank boy yuh

Product of the poison you can bet your life on it

Teeth got the ice on it

Wrist still got the slice on it

That walking stigmata and poltergeist

Still feelin' stuck every single night

Don't give a f**k if I live or die

Surprised to this point that I have survived

Pull up with the motherf**kin' AK tucked *****boy good luck

Yung Plague got the blade hit the slay

Then we spray with the 44 5

B***h it's Grey59 let the devil go and ride

Ain't nothing but a p***y if you gon' throw shade

****boy I'm hungry and you looking like steak

Trigger finger itching and you looking like fake

Trash done passed and you looking like waste yah

Chump change boy now you gotta hate boy

Pull up the with the motherf**king AK boy

Pull up like it's motherf**king game day boy

Shoot 'em with the pistol shoot 'em point blank boy yuh

Chump change boy now you gotta hate boy

Pull up the with the motherf**king AK boy

Pull up like it's motherf**king game day boy

Shoot 'em with the pistol shoot 'em point blank boy yuh

Tonight we guaranteeing graves tonight's the night we ride

Tomorrow will never come yeah tonight's the night we die

Yesterday I met my death I think it's been a long time

Stuck in limbo with my kinfolk gave my life to suicide

Yung Plague with the masked face

Bones will never break

Because I rape the souls of those who chose the wicked road

I'm haunting the afraid

No name on the grave

Just grey stains spray painted

Slave to the great grey grave ayy

Lend me the help or send me to hell either way

I know I'll die

The G the 5 the 9 it's suicide

Chump change boy now you gotta hate boy

Pull up the with the motherf**king AK boy

Pull up like it's motherf**king game day boy

Shoot 'em with the pistol shoot 'em point blank boy yuh