Ashes of Luxury Song Lyrics

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Song:– Ashes of Luxury

Singer:– $UICIDEBOY$

Album:– Sing Me a Lullaby, My Sweet Temptation

Producer:– Budd Dwyer & Baredex

Written:– Aristos Petrou & Scott Arceneaux Jr.

Label:– G*59 Records

Ashes of Luxury Lyrics SUICIDEBOYS

[Intro]
Something to chief to, something to chief to bro (Smoked out)
Chiefin’ on a blunt, smellin’ like Indo (Smoked out)
Sit back, relax and chill and meditate (Smoked out)
Rolling in my city, making cheese feeling straight (Smoked out)
Something to chief to, something to chief to bro (Smoked out)
Chiefin’ on a blunt, smellin’ like Indo (Smoked out)
Sit back, relax and chill and meditate (Smoked out)
Rolling in my city, making cheese feeling straight (Smoked out)

[Verse 1: Cut Throat Van Gogh]
Ay, it’s that North North player
Boy, these pills ain’t no Bayer (Smoked out)
And this weed like an onion, you can smell it in the air (Smoked out)
Cutthroat, Van Gogh, $licky the picture painter (Smoked out)
My hoe want me to save her, but at best I might betray her
I was never one to fit in, why would I bring a kid in? (Smoked out)
This world fucked up and hard enough to just exist in (Smoked out)
Riding around with that Glock, thinking “should I blow my tizzop?” (Smoked out)
One last way to ball, kill myself while getting mizzouth (Smoked out)

[Bridge]
Something to chief to, something to chief to bro (Smoked out)
Chiefin’ on a blunt, smellin’ like Indo (Smoked out)
Sit back, relax and chill and meditate (Smoked out)
Rolling in my city, making cheese feeling straight (Smoked out)

[Verse 2: Papa Pine]
$crim is fucking sober, but I smoke enough weed for the both of us (Smoked out)
Honey games, my lungs are stained, just numb my brain, I can’t focus (Smoked out)
Suppressing my emotions, turn ’em into concrete (Smoked out)
Let ’em sink to the bottom of the ocean
Matter fact, I’ll turn ’em into raw meat, let the sharks eat (Smoked out)
Gut the gar, please, I need to smoke, fuck, again I’m losing focus (Smoked out)
Hit the weed, so I can go to sleep, I hate having dreams (Smoked out)
They’re always fucked up and I wake up trying to breathe (Smoked out)

[Outro]
Something to chief to, something to chief to bro (Smoked out)
Chiefin’ on a blunt, smellin’ like Indo (Smoked out)
Sit back, relax and chill and meditate (Smoked out)
Rolling in my city, making cheese feeling straight (Smoked out)