Back to Top

Suicideboys - Scope Set Lyrics



Suicideboys - Scope Set Lyrics
Official




So come and get some 187 invitation

You just talk a lot of shit but shit don't impress me

So come and get some 187 invitation

You just talk a lot of shit but shit don't impress me

F*ck it how you, um

F*ck it how you, um



F*ck it how you want it, it's the psychopath

I'm killin' everything around me, f*ck the aftermath

Bloodbath on my hands, slaughter, red dead

I'm here motherf*cker standin' right up on the ledge

Bring the chaos, let me slay 'em

I'm goin' crazy, off the radar, the angel slayer

F*ck your prayer, knee deep in my sin, where do I begin?

Gripping on the Glock, lookin' for a f*ckin' end

Bitch, I got a brain hemorrhage, losin' my shit

The motherf*ckin' terrorist, I'm killin' every bitch

F*ck your motherf*ckin' feelings, I could give a f*ck

Ruby right behind me, wanna test your luck?



AK, AR, nine millimeter

.22 Ruger, plenty ways to die, see ya

Shoot, shoot, shoot to kill

Aim for me, fulfill your thrill

Pop my head, let my brains spill, send chills down my spine

Papa Pine is killed

Ruby da Cherry, now Ruby da Juice

Everyday loosen the screw

Choose to do what I do

This life that I lose one day, it's proof it's true (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Refuse to use the shit you say is f*ckin' cool (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Tryna find my way feels like a f*ckin' Rubik's cube

What the f*ck is new, what the f*ck is new?

Snakes tryna wear Gucci shoes, what a view?

Bit off more than you could chew, that was f*ckin' rude

Tryna get that face tattoo removed but you doomed



So come and get some 187 invitation

You just talk a lot of shit but shit don't impress me

So come and get some 187 invitation

You just talk a lot of shit but shit don't impress me
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.


We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.




So come and get some 187 invitation

You just talk a lot of shit but shit don't impress me

So come and get some 187 invitation

You just talk a lot of shit but shit don't impress me

F*ck it how you, um

F*ck it how you, um



F*ck it how you want it, it's the psychopath

I'm killin' everything around me, f*ck the aftermath

Bloodbath on my hands, slaughter, red dead

I'm here motherf*cker standin' right up on the ledge

Bring the chaos, let me slay 'em

I'm goin' crazy, off the radar, the angel slayer

F*ck your prayer, knee deep in my sin, where do I begin?

Gripping on the Glock, lookin' for a f*ckin' end

Bitch, I got a brain hemorrhage, losin' my shit

The motherf*ckin' terrorist, I'm killin' every bitch

F*ck your motherf*ckin' feelings, I could give a f*ck

Ruby right behind me, wanna test your luck?



AK, AR, nine millimeter

.22 Ruger, plenty ways to die, see ya

Shoot, shoot, shoot to kill

Aim for me, fulfill your thrill

Pop my head, let my brains spill, send chills down my spine

Papa Pine is killed

Ruby da Cherry, now Ruby da Juice

Everyday loosen the screw

Choose to do what I do

This life that I lose one day, it's proof it's true (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Refuse to use the shit you say is f*ckin' cool (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Tryna find my way feels like a f*ckin' Rubik's cube

What the f*ck is new, what the f*ck is new?

Snakes tryna wear Gucci shoes, what a view?

Bit off more than you could chew, that was f*ckin' rude

Tryna get that face tattoo removed but you doomed



So come and get some 187 invitation

You just talk a lot of shit but shit don't impress me

So come and get some 187 invitation

You just talk a lot of shit but shit don't impress me
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Scott Arceneaux, Aristos Petrou
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

Back to: Suicideboys



Suicideboys - Scope Set Video
(Show video at the top of the page)

Tags:
No tags yet