sUICIDEBOYs - COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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sUICIDEBOYs - COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS (en) Lyrics
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If a pussy want a problem (Grr),
I can't help but solve it
For fuckboys I'm a headache, but for
bitches I'm a target (Wody-wody)
Extra chrome retarded, should've
been aborted
Dick out like I'm Calvin, 'cause I
piss on them regardless (Fuck)
Two-two Perc's, I just started
Four Perc's feelin' gorgeous
Five through nine, all for the
gang, and still ain't feelin'
nausеous (Wody-wody)
Twenty Perc's I'm talkin' to the
dеmons 'round me walkin' (Yeah)
Only got an hour before I'm right
back to withdrawin' (Wody-wody)
Catch a opp out joggin', and send
'em on a sky walk (Grr)
Streets ain't for everyone,
that's why they made the
sidewalk (Wody-wody)
I-I don't really like to speak, so
I just let the ice talk (Woah)
Sippin' on generic sprite, but you
know the pint Wock' (Wody-wody)
Bad bitch with a tight twat
on my wood like Pine-Sol
Ridin' on some Forgiato's
in a fuckin' write-off
What the fuck's a night off?
Haters havin' type-offs
Someone check these pussies and
make sure they get their Midol
Who they said they with? Uh-uh,
bitch, we never heard of you
Think you got them Perc's but
it's Naproxen that I'm
servin' you (Wody-wody)
I-I-10 in a foreign coupe, probably screamin'
fuck the blue (What? Grr)
They askin' what do we do,
and I'm like "Well, what
didn't we?" (Wody-wody)
Fuck all that civility, psycho
shit is still in me (Ahh)
Demons steady temptin' me, I'm reading
Second Timothy (Wody-wody)
Three up like the trinity,
anti-social tendencies
I-I can't fuck with hoes that be fuckin'
up my energy (Wody-wody)
Let me repeat
Tey ain't seein' me, I been steppin'
on 'em, it's the G in me
Got me twistin' fingers, reppin'
on 'em (Wody-wody),
keep a TEC up on 'em
Die for my respect at any moment,
bet my life up on it (Bop, bop)
Now I'm flexin' all on my
opponents (Wody-wody)
Bitch with daddy issues,
love to call me papa
Tatted 762, fell in love with
choppers (Wody-wody)
Grey*59 the mafia, they
some deal coppers
Should've went to church, but I'm with
the pill poppers (Yung Wetto)
Killa, killa, killa,
killa, killa, killa
It was always gonna be (Uh),
suicide the backup plan
Wait, wait, wait, woah-oh, ain't
that (Ayy-ayy-ayy, ayy)
Who the fuck you (Grey), think all
these labels shadow banned?
Oh wait, what he mean? (Grey) Decade
old industry, Taliban (Wody-wody)
Loose change at my feet, I'll take
the stage no backup band
Noose hangs in defeat, and I'm still
the same, can't cap the brand
Desert Camo Jeep just to pick
up smack from Pakistan
Lurkin' in the deep, big ol' teeth, swim
as fast as you can (Wody-wody)
Blacked out in Japan, snort a
Xan' mixed with Zatarain's
Switched up, Jackie Chan,
I'm the man (Damn), across
the land (Wody-wody)
You don't really get it
I'm busy stackin' plans, bitch,
I do not check the
reddit, uh (Wody-wody)
I don't give a fuck, tatted "Don't
care" on my knuckles
I was once a young buck, always gettin'
into trouble (Wody-wody)
Then I made my dream the point, and
I popped the thought bubble
Scared the neighbours once
or twice, look at me seein'
double (Wody-wody)
Yet they love to tell their friends,
but try to act subtle
Now they get to know me, tell their
kid to call me uncle (Wody-wody)
I'm just tatted up but humble
Yeah
Platinum plaques, sold-out tours,
just some things I juggle
(I stay lowkey but y'all know me)
Russia was the only country I didn't
bring any drugs to smuggle
I-I-I-I'ma hustle 'til the dust'll
settle, been like that
since Russell's (Ayy, ayy)
Leavin' bodies up in blood puddles,
since I had stubble
Rami, Shake, Lovell, Germ,
Chetta, yeah we always in
a huddle (Grey, grey)
Grey*59, we turned the fuckin' underground
to a bunch of rubble uh
What?
Anybody got anything else to say?
(Huh?) I didn't think so
Ruby Da fuckin' Cherry got a
big heart, yeah (Ayy, ayy),
I always flex that muscle
Scrim so stoic (Ayy, ayy), you
might be lucky to get a fuckin'
chuckle (Wody-wody)
That's my partner (Ayy, ayy),
that's my cousin, yeah, our
family knows the struggle
Dug our graves together (Ayy, ayy,
ayy), and we threw away the
fuckin' shovels (Wody-wody)
Leave your body rottin', lock your
soul up in the black abyss
Follow me back to the gates of hell,
we regroup at the gallows
I can smell the scent of blood and
I can smell the scent of piss
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