$uicideboy$ Vincent Van Gogh Ain't Got Shit On Me
[Verse 1: YUNG $NOW]
Whi-White boy so cold, they call me $now, ho
Wanna f..ck with me? I know $carecrow, ho
Call up Navigator, blow a bag of dope, ho
Starry Night, posted on the f..ckin' boat, ho
[Refrain: YUNG $NOW]
No limit to my $uicidal thoughts
God, I bet you f..ckin' chew through my own thoughts
Smoke a blunt, told her, "Who am I to cough when you the one who at a loss for the motherfuckin' words?"
Throw her to the f..ckin' curb, no loss
[Verse 2: YUNG $NOW]
Bitch, I be that f..ckin' boss
Got frost on my shoulder, but I had to wipe it off
Cut my wrists just for the f..cking gloss
Duck a pig, f..ck a bitch how I floss
Fuckboys in my way, Christ coming off the cross
See them motherfuckers pause not knowing it depends on a f..cking coin toss
Either way, I f..cking lost
[Verse 3: $LICK $LOTH]
$lick-$lickity-$lick keep the flame on the Bic
Bitches run mouth when they all full of dick
Roaches on me as I walk through the pit
I'm that sick motherfucker hangin' from a bridge
Tiptoein' Hell's Ridge like I don't have no caution
Kidnap your ho, put that bitch in an auction
Click clack, oh no, now y'all laying in coffins
Get back f..ckboy, 'cause my homicides often!
Murderous genocide, conquerin' just to divide
Coincide with my f..cked up mind
$uicide, let the trigger finger slide
Grey tides, we ride
Hear the battle cries for the most high
Yung Christ, he died
The $carecrow has risen tonight
