Poison
Suicide Holiday Lyrics
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Y'all already know how I'm rockin'
Tre Seven
Bang Bang!
And nigga it's the Glizzy Gang!
I'm coolin' with my glizzies (glizzies, bow!)
And bitch we run the city (we run the city)
Don't be fuckin' with my glizzies(glizzies!) bad boys like Diddy (BOW!)
Keep talkin' bout designer lil nigga you filthy (bang bang!)
You keep that shit 3 hunna (bang bang!) I keep that shit 3 milli (bang bang!)
Catch you ridin' around in that Audi I'mma hit you with this semi (skurt! BOW!)
Chief Keef don't wanna be him (nahh!) this bitch nigga made me tweet him(aww!)
I can't wait to see him (can't wait) you keep it 3 hunna, I keep this shit 3 M's(bang bang!)
You sound like you 40 (aww!) and you only 17 years old (lil nigga!)
Nigga I gotta 40 (BOW!) I'm only 19 and ballin' like I'm D. Rose (swoosh!)
You told me I'm tweakin (tweakin!) nigga watch what you tweetin' (watch what you tweetin')
All my belts designer, do you wanna Fendi beatin'? (aww!)
How you gon tweet a diss song and you don't even know me? (don't know me!)
Sosa got himself in this so now Sosa owe me!
Talkin' 'bout "a soft ass DC nigga" (huh!?)bet you won't come and do no shows in DC nigga (never!)
I'm the streets hottest youngin (FIRE!) and it's 'bout to get chilly (aww!)
Fuck a 3 hunna nigga I'm 3 milli (bang bang!)
I'm coolin' with my glizzies (glizzies, bow!)
And bitch we run the city (we run the city)
Nigga I'm 3 milli (aww!) I'mma catch your grandmother and shoot her in her titties (blew blew blew blew!)
Don't be fuckin' with my glizzies (glizzies!) bad boys like Diddy (BOW!)
Keep talkin' bout designer lil nigga you filthy (bang bang!)
You keep that shit 3 hunna (bang bang!) I keep that shit 3 milli (bang bang!)
Catch you ridin' around in that Audi I'mma hit you with this semi
Ion like!
Sneak Dissers that's that shit I don't like!
Ay Keef, I thought you ain't like sneak disses either nigga?
Fake ass young nigga
Look...
Big 30s that's that shit I really like (BOW!)
Lil dirty niggas, that's that shit I don't like(I don't like!)
Ain't even livin' already tryna lose ya life(aww!)
Gucci with tennis shoes, that's that shit I don't like (don't like!)
I got on Jimmy Choo's, that's that shit your bitch like! (bitch like!)
Dick riding, that's that shit I don't like (don't like!)
Look up to niggas eatin' ass shawdy you a dike (ugh!)
Nigga you ain't no migo why the fuck they call you Sosa? (Sosa!)
In jail we played spades, bluffin' niggas played poker (what you know?)
Stop talkin' like you out here, nigga you on house arrest
Run up in yo house and lay yo whole fuckin' house to rest (blew blew blew blew!)
Young street nigga, all I do is get money
I don't like these niggas, I think these niggas funny
I never been to Chicago, but my favorite team the Bulls (my bulls!)
Ain't eatin' off this rap shit, my trap keep me full (mm!)
You want 5 m's for a verse (verse) that's my shoes and shirt (shirt)
Give my young nigga 5 hunna, he a put you in a hearse (get at me!)
Had my niggas fuckin' with you, now they out to get you (to get cha!)
I just shitted, now gon spend 3 hunna on some tissue (aww!)
Ion likeee!
Ion likeee!
Bang Bang!
The lyrics to Suicide Holiday's song Poison are a mix of braggadocio and menacing threats towards anyone who dares to cross the Glizzy Gang. The opening lines set an aggressive tone for the entire song, with the artist proclaiming how he is "rockin'" and how it isn't easy. The lyrics are a reflection of the artist's street life, where he claims to be running the city and carrying around glizzies, which is slang for a gun. The artist is unafraid to use this gun, as he threatens to shoot anyone who messes with him or his glizzies.
The lyrics take a darker turn when the artist threatens to shoot someone's grandmother in the chest. The lyrics are violent and shocking, but they highlight the harsh reality of street life, where violence is an everyday threat. The artist continues to hurl insults towards anyone who messes with him, stating that he is balling like D. Rose and that he is cooler than Chief Keef. The lyrics are a reflection of the violence, drugs, and gang culture that permeates the artist's world.
Overall, the lyrics to Suicide Holiday's song Poison are a reflection of the artist's street life, where violence and aggression are a part of everyday life. The artist's lyrics are a reflection of the harsh reality of life in the inner city, and they offer a glimpse into the world that he inhabits.
Line by Line Meaning
This shit ain't easy
Life isn't easy
Y'all already know how I'm rockin'
You already know how I am
Tre Seven
Gunshot sound effect
Bang Bang!
Gunshot sound effect
And nigga it's the Glizzy Gang!
I am part of a gang that uses guns (glizzies)
I'm coolin' with my glizzies (glizzies, bow!)
I am casually hanging out with my guns
And bitch we run the city (we run the city)
We are in charge of the city
Nigga I'm 3 milli (aww!), I'mma catch your grandmother and shoot her in her titties (blew blew blew blew!)
I have three million dollars and I will harm your grandmother
Don't be fuckin' with my glizzies(glizzies!) bad boys like Diddy (BOW!)
Do not mess with my guns or you will regret it
Keep talkin' bout designer lil nigga you filthy (bang bang!)
You may have designer clothes, but you will still be killed
You keep that shit 3 hunna (bang bang!) I keep that shit 3 milli (bang bang!)
You may have $300, but I have $3 million and better weapons
Catch you ridin' around in that Audi I'mma hit you with this semi (skurt! BOW!)
If I see you in an Audi, I will shoot at you with a semi-automatic gun
Chief Keef don't wanna be him (nahh!) this bitch nigga made me tweet him(aww!)
Chief Keef doesn't want to be like me, but I had to call him out on social media
I can't wait to see him (can't wait) you keep it 3 hunna, I keep this shit 3 M's(bang bang!)
I am looking forward to confronting Chief Keef and I have more money and better guns than him
You sound like you 40 (aww!) and you only 17 years old (lil nigga!)
You sound old for your age
Nigga I gotta 40 (BOW!) I'm only 19 and ballin' like I'm D. Rose (swoosh!)
I have a .40 caliber gun and I am only 19 years old but successful like Derrick Rose
You told me I'm tweakin (tweakin!) nigga watch what you tweetin' (watch what you tweetin')
You accused me of being on drugs, but be careful what you say on social media
All my belts designer, do you wanna Fendi beatin'? (aww!)
I have designer belts and I will use them to beat you
How you gon tweet a diss song and you don't even know me? (don't know me!)
How can you insult me on social media when you do not even know me?
Sosa got himself in this so now Sosa owe me!
Chief Keef brought this upon himself so now he owes me
Talkin' 'bout "a soft ass DC nigga" (huh!?)bet you won't come and do no shows in DC nigga (never!)
You called me weak, but I bet you will not come perform in DC
I'm the streets hottest youngin (FIRE!) and it's 'bout to get chilly (aww!)
I am popular in the streets and things are about to get violent
Fuck a 3 hunna nigga I'm 3 milli (bang bang!)
I do not care about $300, I have $3 million and better guns
Big 30s that's that shit I really like (BOW!)
I like big guns
Lil dirty niggas, that's that shit I don't like(I don't like!)
I do not like weak people
Ain't even livin' already tryna lose ya life(aww!)
You are not even living life but are trying to risk losing it
Gucci with tennis shoes, that's that shit I don't like (don't like!)
I do not like people who wear designer shoes with athletic clothes
I got on Jimmy Choo's, that's that shit your bitch like! (bitch like!)
I wear designer shoes that women find attractive
Dick riding, that's that shit I don't like (don't like!)
I do not like people who follow others blindly
Look up to niggas eatin' ass shawdy you a dike (ugh!)
If you respect a man who performs sexual acts with men, then you are a lesbian
Nigga you ain't no migo why the fuck they call you Sosa? (Sosa!)
You are not part of the Migos group, so why are you called Sosa?
In jail we played spades, bluffin' niggas played poker (what you know?)
I played cards in jail and some people tried to cheat
Stop talkin' like you out here, nigga you on house arrest
Do not act like you are free when you are on house arrest
Run up in yo house and lay yo whole fuckin' house to rest (blew blew blew blew!)
I will break into your house and destroy everything
Young street nigga, all I do is get money
I am a young and successful street entrepreneur
I don't like these niggas, I think these niggas funny
I do not respect weak people, I find them amusing
I never been to Chicago, but my favorite team the Bulls (my bulls!)
I have never been to Chicago, but I like their basketball team
Ain't eatin' off this rap shit, my trap keep me full (mm!)
I am not solely dependent on music for income, I have other means of making money
You want 5 m's for a verse (verse) that's my shoes and shirt (shirt)
You want $5 million to feature on a song, but that is equal to my shoes and shirt
Give my young nigga 5 hunna, he a put you in a hearse (get at me!)
I will pay $500 to my young accomplice to kill you
Had my niggas fuckin' with you, now they out to get you (to get cha!)
I used to be friendly with you, but now my allies will harm you
I just shitted, now gon spend 3 hunna on some tissue (aww!)
I just defecated and now I will spend $300 on tissue
Ion like!
I dislike this situation
Sneak Dissers that's that shit I don't like!
I do not like people who insult others in a sneaky way
Ay Keef, I thought you ain't like sneak disses either nigga?
Chief Keef, I thought you did not like sneaky insults either?
Fake ass young nigga
You are a dishonest young man
Look...
Listen closely
Ion likeee!
I really dislike this situation!
Bang Bang!
Gunshot sound effect
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