Lyrics Father – Suicide Party
Text:
Verse 1 — Slug Christ:
I’m finna OD for 2k14
Gotta turn up to the substances I’m holding
You wanna slaughter? Then you don’t know me
Should be kickin’ and be up the flooding
Why? Young suicidal, whip out the bible and cum on it
Impregnate the bitch, shit
Money like Jesus, whippin’ my wrist
I’m on a field, three pints of blue and it’s blue
DMT, Oxygen, ooze out the faucet man
Think I’m a fossil man? Fuck
Why? Young suicidal, whip out the bible and cum on it
Impregnate the bitch, shit
Money like Jesus, whippin’ my wrist
I’m on a field, three pints of blue and it’s blue
DMT, Oxygen, ooze out the faucet man
Think I’m a fossil man? Fuck
Hook x2 — Father:
It’s a suicide party, whose tryna die first?
Vodka & Bacardi, where’s our advisers?
Oh I guess they’re tied up, well let’s get higher
Whose tryna die first? Whose tryna die first?
Verse 2 — KeithCharles Spacebar:
She’s blackin’ out, her homegirl’s chokin’ her
Think the tequila coachin’ her, never got to sober up
All this pretty hair I’m holdin’, don’t do shit, she’s throwin’ up
Comatose, hold her close, overdose, I’m fucking lost
Hook x2
