Suit & Tie (RuthlessMix) Lyrics

Put him in a suit and tie quick, tie quick, tie

Put him in a suit and tie quick, tie quick

Let me show you a few things, a few things, a few things

Put him, put him

P-P-Put him in a suit and tie quick, tie quick, tie

Put him in a suit and tie quick, tie quick

Let me show you a few things, a few things

I can't, wait to kill that nigga, out here lackin' Rollin' round the city

Spot him on the block we pull up on em' shoot him like he Biggie Trickin' on these bitche I sent to kill him, damn he kinda silly

He don't even dance, I bet these bullets have him getting jiggy

Niggas ain't my bitch, so when y'all shooting, how the fuck you miss me

Fuckin' on a opp, but she a thot, so bitch, don't fuckin' kiss me

Hoes had broke my heart, so off the rip, it ain't no loving in me

Hoes be fuckin' with me, but real shit, nobody fuckin' with me

Gotta clingy chick, whatever happen, know she comin' with me

Freakin' in the sheets, I reach my climax, know she cumin' with me

Tryna line me up, boy what the fuck, this ain't no elementary

Got no STDs, but in my pants, I got this burner with me

Niggas think they body can't get touched, I got this surgeon with me

Leave no witness, kill everybody, walkin' Timmy Turner with me

All these bullets kickin' hard as fuck, like Liu Chan brother with me

I can barely talk, but best believe, my gun gon' stutter with me

And as long as I got him in a suit & tie (In a suit & tie)

I'ma turn the whole city up tonight (Turn it up tonight)

Put him in that new black suit I like (That one right there)

These bullets showed em a few things (Showed em a few things)

He only existing in black and white

See him pop up on the news, we finna dance all night

Watch his family and friends, sit and grief tonight

These bullets showed em a few things

Ain't no runnin' for your life these bullets (Show em' a few things)

Send him to the after life these bullets (Show em' a few things)

All these bullets show em' (a few thangs)

You know these bullets (Show em a few thang)

What them bullets did (Them bullets showed em' a few things)

A few things, yeah

Shhhhhhh

Creepin' on his block

Ready touch spot, catch a opp

When they pussy nigga try to drop

Fuck that shit, nigga, I ain't bein' quiet, let it drop

When I get that nigga, I'ma buss his ass all in the top

Can't put my gun away, so if you run away, you getting popped

Come out at nighttime like I put the sun away

Cause I'ma make shit hot

I'm like an Arab , send them bombs away disintegrate his block

Titties on the drac, I made that bitch look just like Mari chest

Point it out, eliminate whoever that think they can test

Got a gun, next minute you don't, that's what you get for flexin

Looking in your phone and you got hit, that's what you get for textin

Thinkin' you better than me in somethin', name what you do your best in

The only thing you better than me in is bein' a bitch

Shot my gun at y'all, you kept quiet, but your partner snitched

Now that nigga dead, and we be smokin', his ass outta cig

And as long as I got him in a suit & tie (In a suit & tie)

I'ma turn the whole city up tonight (Turn it up tonight)

Put him in that new black suit I like

These bullets showed him a few thangs (Showed em' a few things)

He only existing in black and white (Black and white)

See him pop up on the new heat, finna dance all night

Watch his family and friends, sit and grieve tonight

These bullets showed him a few thangs

Ain't no runnin' for yo life these bullets (Showed em' a few things)

Send him to the afterlife these bullets (Showed him a few things)

All these bullets showed him (A few things)

You know these bullets (Show em' a few things)

What them bullets did (These bitches showed em' a few things)

A few things, yeah