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Suicideboys - Thorns Lyrics

You did good, $lick
It's a smash

Ayy, yuh (It's us)
God damn it, I'm on another planet (Uh)
Why they call me Oddy Nuff, you'll never understand it (Yeah)
Keep a strap on me, just in case I'm ever stranded (Pew, pew, pew, pew)
Ready to up the fire, now you lookin' like a busted pomegranate (Uh)
Hop in the Mercedes spaceship, don't panic (Ah)
Crash land in Louisiana like I fuckin' planned it (Planned it)
Strictly no photos, especially if they candid (Ah)
She call me daddy 'cause that pussy mine and I demand it (Yuh)
Branded, on my G5, now I planned this
Ain't no superslide, but we all know that you standin' (Haha)
The way I play with him, that I was duckin' you'd think that I'm Gambit (Ah)
Holdin' up the five-nine skull like I'm Hamlet

I'm on my shit (Oh)
Ayy, yeah (Oh, yeah, oh)

I'm on the roll, I'm talkin' percocets
Like I'm Sean Payton (Who that?)
Bitches hit my line, I said: Not today, Satan (Ayy)
Dialin' in the

Watchin' money turnin' them to opps, with a pair of Glocks (Go, go, go)
Won't take none of them serious, they just make me curious (Go, go)
Find it so pussy, but they'll never have a period (That's true)
Flows are where the ceilin' is, Donald Trump interior (Go)
Heroin keeps you serious
Chill, 'kay, I'm finished, 'ight?
Evadin' bitches, don't
Then evade the conversation (Skrr, skrr)
Checkin' expiration dates, my only moderation
Broken as shit, to a billion valuation
Still that skinny pimpin', drug takin', Caucasian (What?)