Champion Of Death Lyrics | Suicideboys

[Yung Plague]
Chump change boy, now you gotta hate boy
Pull up the with the motherfucking AK boy
Pull up like it's motherfucking game day boy
Shoot 'em with the pistol shoot 'em point blank boy
Chump change boy, now you gotta hate boy
Pull up the with the motherfucking AK boy
Pull up like it's motherfucking game day boy
Shoot 'em with the pistol shoot 'em point blank boy
Chump change boy, now you gotta hate boy
Pull up the with the motherfucking AK boy
Pull up like it's motherfucking game day boy
Shoot 'em with the pistol shoot 'em point blank boy

[$Crim]
Product of the poison
You can bet your life on it
Teeth got the ice on it
Wrist still got the slice on it
That walking stigmata and poltergeist
Still feeling stuck every single night
Don't give a fuck if I live or die
Surprised at this point that I have survived
Pull up with a motherfucking AK tucked
Bitchboy good luck
Yung plague got the blade
Hit the slay then we spray with the. 44 5
Bitch its grey 59 let the devil go and ride
Ain't nothing but a pussy if you goin' throw shade
Fuckboy I'm hungry and you looking like steak
Trigger finger itching and you looking like fate
Trash done passed and you looking like waste

Chump change boy, now you gotta hate boy
Pull up the with the motherfucking AK boy
Pull up like it's motherfucking game day boy
Shoot 'em with the pistol shoot 'em point blank boy
Chump change boy, now you gotta hate boy
Pull up the with the motherfucking AK boy
Pull up like it's motherfucking game day boy
Shoot 'em with the pistol shoot 'em point blank boy

[Yung Plague]
Tonight we guaranteeing graves
Tonight's the night we ride
Tomorrow will never come here
Tonight's the night we die
Yesterday I met my death I think it's been a long time
Stuck in limbo with my kin folk, give my life to suicide
Yung plague with the masked face
Bones will never break because I rape the souls
Of those who chose the wicked road
I'm haunting the afraid
No name on the grave just grey stains
Spray painted: Slave to the great grey grave
Lend me the help or send me to hell either way I know I'll die
The G, the 5 the 9, it's $UICIDE

Chump change boy, now you gotta hate boy
Pull up the with the motherfucking AK boy
Pull up like it's motherfucking game day boy
Shoot 'em with the pistol shoot 'em point blank boy