[Intro]
(SouthSide)

[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame]
You decide to keen your pride
I ain't waitin', ain't got no patience
Raised by the Grove, I ain't got an education
24/7, shawty, fuck a vacation
Lost a real n***a, why you goin' to the station?
Dam D-mars, why these fuck n***as hatin'?
Can't be pussy, why god had to take 'em?
Free my n***a Moe, 25 he facin'
I'm from the Grove Street, that's my nation
Hoes on point, never lose a concentration
New black 'rari, got a n***a try and race it
Fresh off probabation, say whats up to the Haitians
Solo rotation, got a n***a gon' point
Case of the case, when this shit gon' stop
Run up on me, cl-cl-cl-pow
Pow, man 'bout to drop
I'm a Brick Squad crop
The crowd screamin': "Waka Flock!"
Man you rad! Dude, you go hard!
I yelled back: "Squad!", Crowd yell out: "Squad!"
I'm livin' at hell, I'm only scared of God
[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame & Gucci Mane]
Suicide paint (Dead), suicide rims (Kill 'em)
Suicide loud, I got them suicide friends (Stankin')
Suicide bitches, they'll kill for a n***a (Hun)
Call it suicide, run upon me for a n***a
Homicide purp' (Dead), homicide vert (Kill 'em)
Homicide your ass and put your ass on a shirt (Stankin')
Homicide ice, homicide life (Hun)
Homicide your kids and you motherfucker wife (Gucci)

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
I'ma rich man sparkin', a rich man coughin'
Dead man walkin', dead man talkin'
I'm the man with the grams, get your bags, get your weight
Call me Bakerman, 'cause I can bake a cake (Gucci)
Drop top rari, call it headless horseman
Cookin' up babies, call that shit abortion
Roaming through the 6 like a mothafuckin' orphan
I think I killed your roll dog and put him in a coffin
When its on again grab a tone again
No pad or pen, I gotta win
BSM and 1017 my whole squad be going in
Suicide is a homicide
I smoke so much my brain is fried
Ferrari boyz and Ferrari toys
Pullin' up lookin' like the gotti boyz
[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame & Gucci Mane]
Suicide paint (Dead), suicide rims (Kill 'em)
Suicide loud, I got them suicide friends (Stankin')
Suicide bitches, they'll kill for a n***a (Hun)
Call it suicide, run upon me for a n***a
Homicide purp' (Dead), homicide vert (Kill 'em)
Homicide your ass and put your ass on a shirt (Stankin')
Homicide ice, homicide life (Hun)
Homicide your kids and you motherfucker wife (Gucci)

[Verse 3: Wooh da Kid]
Doors go up, we just call it suicide (Yes)
I ain't playin', I'm just prayin', it's a homicide (Adios)
Its 1017, that mean it's time for BSM (Yes)
Bread to win, that's for Pop Joe and Bos and Bim
Test what, test that, test this (Yes)
Your bet your real lab rat, I'll let a test bit
Running with the cannon, I ain't talkin' nick
I put 7 on your chest like Emm dot VICK
Murder n***a, murder n***a
Real short fuse, I hurta n***a
Wood Da Kid, Wooh Da King
I'm married to my strap and I don't need a ring

[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame & Gucci Mane]
Suicide paint (Dead), suicide rims (Kill 'em)
Suicide loud, I got them suicide friends (Stankin')
Suicide bitches, they'll kill for a n***a (Hun)
Call it suicide, run upon me for a n***a
Homicide purp' (Dead), homicide vert (Kill 'em)
Homicide your ass and put your ass on a shirt (Stankin')
Homicide ice, homicide life (Hun)
Homicide your kids and you motherfucker wife (Gucci)