Start Dyin
(Zaytoven)
Fuck wrong with a nigga?
Migo Gang
Yeah
Pussy-nigga
Momma told me to get money, but don't be stupid (mama)
Know how to add up the grams and weigh up the bands
Don't know how to use computers (I don't know)
Bando beating like it's Lex Luger (bando)
Pinky ring, 60 thousand, man (60)
You can't fuck with my squad and you know it, man (you know it)
Come on my block, get extorted, man (extorted)
Dope on my Margiela, dope on my wrist and my fist 'cause I'm cooking up coca, man (coca, man)
Windmilling that pot like a hurricane
And I hope you don't think that we broke, man (whoa)
Come to the north and it's Cokeland (no)
The critics, say change my attitude (attitude)
I told 'em, "Fuck 'em, get my gratitude"
Don't make me show you what the MAC 11 do
Better watch out, you'll get life with that dog food
Standing in the trap, made a hundred thousand (hundred thousand)
Call up Domingo, he pull up extension, he growled at him (he growled at him)
I got them bricks, but used to be nickel and dimeing (nickel and dimeing)
Look at my Rollie it's flooding, I can't see the timing
Everything cool 'til you pussy-niggas start dying
Heart of a lion
You pussy-niggas start dying
You pussy-niggas start dying (dying, dying)
You pussy-niggas start dying (dying, dying)
You pussy-niggas start dying (dying, dying)
Started off with a nickel rock
Ran it up to a whole brick
Pussy-nigga, start down, kick door, nigga, oh shit
FN five-seven, 30 rounds, extended clip, nigga, blue tips (the blue)
Pull up on you window down, choppas out, murder gang, nigga, don't slip
21 savage, bitch, I cause havoc
Riding with the .30, nigga, that's a habit
Make the choppa sing like I'm Lenny Kravitz
Bob the Builder, nigga, handy with the ratchets
I'm trappin' and cappin', shippin' and packin'
Robbin' and rackin', designing my fashion
Change on bling, watching my ring
And I beat all my cases so fuck an arraignment
Standing in the trap, made a hundred thousand (hundred thousand)
Call up Domingo, he pull up extension, he growled at him (he growled at him)
I got them bricks, but used to be nickel and dimeing (nickel and dimeing)
Look at my Rollie it's flooding, I can't see the timing (shining)
Everything cool 'til you pussy-niggas start dying (rrrrroar)
Heart of a lion
You pussy-niggas start dying
You pussy-niggas start dying (dying, dying)
You pussy-niggas start dying (dying, dying)
You pussy-niggas start dying (dying, dying)
Fuck wrong with a nigga?
Migo Gang
Yeah
Pussy-nigga
Momma told me to get money, but don't be stupid (mama)
Know how to add up the grams and weigh up the bands
Don't know how to use computers (I don't know)
Bando beating like it's Lex Luger (bando)
Pinky ring, 60 thousand, man (60)
You can't fuck with my squad and you know it, man (you know it)
Come on my block, get extorted, man (extorted)
Dope on my Margiela, dope on my wrist and my fist 'cause I'm cooking up coca, man (coca, man)
Windmilling that pot like a hurricane
And I hope you don't think that we broke, man (whoa)
Come to the north and it's Cokeland (no)
The critics, say change my attitude (attitude)
I told 'em, "Fuck 'em, get my gratitude"
Don't make me show you what the MAC 11 do
Better watch out, you'll get life with that dog food
Standing in the trap, made a hundred thousand (hundred thousand)
Call up Domingo, he pull up extension, he growled at him (he growled at him)
I got them bricks, but used to be nickel and dimeing (nickel and dimeing)
Look at my Rollie it's flooding, I can't see the timing
Everything cool 'til you pussy-niggas start dying
Heart of a lion
You pussy-niggas start dying
You pussy-niggas start dying (dying, dying)
You pussy-niggas start dying (dying, dying)
You pussy-niggas start dying (dying, dying)
Started off with a nickel rock
Ran it up to a whole brick
Pussy-nigga, start down, kick door, nigga, oh shit
FN five-seven, 30 rounds, extended clip, nigga, blue tips (the blue)
Pull up on you window down, choppas out, murder gang, nigga, don't slip
21 savage, bitch, I cause havoc
Riding with the .30, nigga, that's a habit
Make the choppa sing like I'm Lenny Kravitz
Bob the Builder, nigga, handy with the ratchets
I'm trappin' and cappin', shippin' and packin'
Robbin' and rackin', designing my fashion
Change on bling, watching my ring
And I beat all my cases so fuck an arraignment
Standing in the trap, made a hundred thousand (hundred thousand)
Call up Domingo, he pull up extension, he growled at him (he growled at him)
I got them bricks, but used to be nickel and dimeing (nickel and dimeing)
Look at my Rollie it's flooding, I can't see the timing (shining)
Everything cool 'til you pussy-niggas start dying (rrrrroar)
Heart of a lion
You pussy-niggas start dying
You pussy-niggas start dying (dying, dying)
You pussy-niggas start dying (dying, dying)
You pussy-niggas start dying (dying, dying)
Credits
Writer(s): Xavier L. Dotson, Kiari Cephus, Sheyaa Bin Abraham-joseph
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