[Intro]
(SIKK Boy on the beat)
[Chorus: Mr Plenty]
Doors suicide, Kurt Cobain
McLaren 720, but it sound like a plane
When I'm on the road, stay in your lane
Be gettin' killed like a shot to the brain
Suicide, suicide, suicide, suicide
It's do or die, do or die, do or die, yo
[Verse 1: Mr Plenty]
No hoe, I was broke
Did it dirty, no soap
I was gonna write a suicide note
But now I kill it, makin' suicide notes
B-bang it out, bang it out
Kill the game, I don't wanna hang about
White chicks, no doubt
Kind of money make these hoes wanna shout
So b-bounce with me, bounce with me
Got my brother in the gang, sippin' in thе house with me
Provide for mе, die for me
Put your fucking hands in the sky for me
That's me, that's me
Big daddy T-A-T to the E
Money on my mind, every day, every night
Mess with me and you're commitin' suicide, that's right
[Chorus: Mr Plenty]
Doors suicide, Kurt Cobain
McLaren 720, but it sound like a plane
When I'm on the road, stay in your lane
Be gettin' killed like a shot to the brain
Suicide, suicide, suicide, suicide
It's do or die, do or die, do or die
[Bridge: Kris Kiss]
Make 'em wanna lose their mind
When they see the money wanna run with the gang
They're coming two at a time
And they just wanna ride 'cause they like the way we shine
But I still remember days we used to struggle on the grind
That's the reason why I'm never swallowin' my pride
Tryin' to stop us that's straight suicide, suicide, that's right
[Verse 2: Mr Plenty]
Nowadays, we're getting paid
We throw money, you throw shade
Kickin' down the door like police in a raid
Haters wanna talk, we just dig another grave
N-no joke, free smoke
Supermodels, Deepthroat
On a wave while you're strugglin' to float
Still settin' sails, might buy myself a boat
O-or a yacht, I'm too hot
Twenty-five bottles when I step up in the spot
Tied up, you're not
With the G's puttin' g's in the pot
That's me, that's me
B-b-big boss is Mr Plenty
I've been tryna shine since 1999
Mess with me and you're comittin' suicide, motherfu—
[Chorus: Mr Plenty]
Doors suicide, Kurt Cobain
McLaren 720, but it sound like a plane
When I'm on the road, stay in your lane
Be gettin' killed like a shot to the brain
Suicide, suicide, suicide, suicide
It's do or die, do or die, do or die