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Suicide boys
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[00:01.32] Check the clock, we're running out of time

[00:03.18] You can run but you cannot hide

[00:06.90] Check the clock, we're running out of time

[00:09.56] You can run but you cannot hide (Good to beam up, Scotty)

[00:13.54] Check the clock, we're running out of time

[00:16.46] You can run but you cannot hide

[00:20.19] Check the clock, we're running out of time

[00:23.10] You can run but you cannot hide

[00:26.56] Check the clock, we're running out of time

[00:29.48] You can run but you cannot hide

[00:33.20] Check the clock, we're running out of time (Ah-ah)

[00:36.39] You can run but you cannot hide (A'ight, a'ight, a'ight)

[00:39.31] Please check the time (Ah)

[00:40.37] Please check the clock (Yeah)

[00:41.70] It's time to rock, this shit on lock (Bitch)

[00:44.09] Slid with the mops

[00:44.89] Reach for that water, get popped

[00:45.95] I'm at the top, dolo no flock

[00:47.55] Still in the way, I need all of the guap

[00:49.14] Still in my bag, but I need a big box

[00:50.73] It ain't gon' work 'cause a nigga too hot

[00:52.59] Movin', whoa, holdin', whoa

[00:54.71] Way too T'd, might crash the Rolls

[00:56.31] Outta my body, I still ain't gon' fold

[00:57.90] That bitch actin' right, I might put her in gold

[00:59.49] White on her toes, and some white up her nose (Bitch)

[01:01.36] Pints on the floor, please leave me alone (Yeah)

[01:02.95] I move with a fleet, you def can't get the low (Yeah)

[01:04.54] Popped out with the rocket and blew up the store

[01:06.67] Check the clock, we're running out of time (Yeah, okay)

[01:09.60] Wasting my time, might as well of stole the rollie, burnin' big blunts

[01:12.52] Breakin' glass, I might summon the Holy Ghost (In the name of the Father)

[01:15.71] Slowly smokin', nose is sloping dope

[01:18.11] A thousand thoughts at once and now I'm focused

[01:19.96] Feelin' atrocious (Yeah, yeah)

[01:21.03] Feel like provoking these hoes into chokin' each other

[01:23.15] I'm hopin' I pick the right one, because one is a buffer

[01:25.01] The other one's fucking nuts, but I think that I might love her

[01:26.87] I'm willing to suffer, I'm willing to give anything a try

[01:29.79] At least once

[01:30.85] If I like it, it'll be months before I see the fucking sun

[01:34.05] And check the clock or ask the time

[01:37.23] Check the clock, we're running out of time (Three finger, six digits for the gang)

[01:37.50] Smoking Swisher blunts, ridin', middle finger up

[01:43.07] Residue stuck in my nose, go *sniff* and I get high as fuck

[01:46.26] Blicky toys, we Greys 'R' Us, got my bitch on angel dust (Wetto)

[01:49.72] Grip my pistol while she sucking for a hoe I got no trust

[01:52.91] Call a doc, Slick going out his mind

[01:56.36] Forgis on the Benz, floating like a poltergeist

[01:59.81] 'Til I die, it's GreyFiveNine

[02:03.00] Hundred dollar bills, snorting thousand dollar lines

[02:06.98] Check the clock, we're running out of time

[02:09.63] You can run but you cannot hide

[02:12.82] Check the clock, we're running out of time

[02:16.28] You can run but you cannot—