Black Beard - $UICIDEBOY$

Written by：Scott Arceneaux Jr./Aristos Petrou

I got this nine on my side every time the wheels slide

Crucified with the mind of a parking lot God

Cruising by with the shine on my teeth and on my wrist

I try to run try to hide but I can't escape the grip

Grabbing the ratchet then go Casper

Disappear into the night

I got wings but I can't fly just broken bones hang

From my spine

Broken phones ghosts on my line

Home alone ghosts in my mind

Blow my dome its uicide

Down below where I reside

Send 'em in the f**king flames

Got a tank full of propane

No name on my grave

Gold chain collecting dust

I ain't trying to shine

I'm trying to light this f**king blunt

Hoes saying let me puff

B**ch get the f**k up off of my d**k

Go holla at slick he'll tell you the same

I ain't got time for a b**ch

I be that dead pimp

Broke

Hit a lick h*e

Sinking like a lead blimp

Goat bled

Sins shed

Choking I'mma overdose

I'm hoping I don't get sick