$UICIDEBOY$ – Pictures (feat. Maxo Kream)

44 nickel hit ya, hollow split ya
Your saviour
I don’t give a fuck bout who is wit you, who you know, and what you did
Posted with the blunt and I don’t need to take no fuckin’ pictures
The god in flesh tonight
Flip’em like gymnastics, acrobatic
Those I want to die
Look for homicide
Blow like tissue, smoke like swisher

How many times I said it that I want to go
You ain’t shoot shit
Joysticks like Nintendo since you niggas think that it’s a game
You steady postin’ with that burner
I had to kill him in my torture chamber, yeah
Call of Duty tactics with that plastic, stretch you like elastic
Spill some act
Walking over dead who’s full of lead
Lullabys I’m singing with blood coming down my eyes
Fuckin’ wit yo bitch she keep on sendin’ me all type of pictures
No no no no
T-shirt with your picture
Hit it twice and pass it back
Devil tells me no
You just takin’ pictures
Jukin’ and dodgin’ all these unzipped zippers
Pull up to your residential
2 23s through window, Trigger Maxo bitch you know my name
Smoke a sac
I am anti-christ

Creep at night
Got a tombstone fuck a plaque
Koopsta Knicca told me do it so I could not say no to him
Fuck an open casket
Gram in the Wood
Screenshots posted when I’m scrollin’ Insta
Pass it to the mirror
We can’t find you, shoot your sister
Actavis come get your issue
I don’t trust no hoe
Glock to my temple
I’ll be smokin till I get blisters
Been a duck