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$uicideboy$ – Frenzy

$uicideboy$ Frenzy

Release date: December 25, 2025 Genre: Hip-Hop, Rap Album: THY WILL BE DONE
Explicit: Yes Duration: 03:09 Label: G59 Records
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You did good $lick Bitch, I keep a blade in my waistline, even in the daytime Born 'n' raised New Orleans, baby, bend the rules I'm shaped by Southside of the lake, I'll fight a fuck-boy 'cause he stay lyin' When all you know about me is whatchu heard through the grapevine All that fucking gossip, bitch, you might as well make wine GREY*59, ho, I'm always dodging snakebites The devil thought he had me, but I juked him when I faked right All white Tributo, bitch, you ain't ever seen my breaklights Breaktime, go ahеad and take 5 I'll be busy animorphing back into a great whitе No more shallow end, I swim in dark waters until it's daytime Hunt the bottom dwellers, this might be a fucking late night I'm a rare motherfucker, you make yours, and I'ma make mine While you saddle up the horse, I'ma sharpen up my steak knife Press you in the flesh like you a guest and we on Dateline Have you singing Hanson MMM boppin' on a Facetime Blanco came to town and fucked it up like Hurricane Ike Now go ahead and bob yo' head to the bassline Anti seizure meds got me drowsy as I whip the Rolls Thinking back on simpler times like when I drove for Dominos Eyes welling up, I'm overwhelmed, but they don't know it When you become the family hero, ain't no time to show it Cut me, I bleed out panic Do I pop the Perc or Xanax? Fuck it, I'm taking 'em both, no point in switching seats on the Titanic Sleep walk through the damage, tell myself next time I'll manage better Whole gang outside with drum sticks, look like we tryna get the band together Cancel me like a give a fuck, I was birthed out a bridge burner When you see me holler "Fort Wayne, " I'm 2-3 like Myles Turner Would dig further but I'm outta patience, okay, I got a line's worth Pop medicine like we playing, let's see who gon' die first Northside Slenderman, eastern bloc Babadook Taliban *59, second world Hannibal On a flight that's unlandable, Americana, I was made to die Give a fuck if they hate me 'cause before me, they hated Christ So much pressure, so much pressure on me So much pressure, so much pressure on me So much pressure, so much pressure on me And they wonder why the fuck I'm lonely

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