Welcome to the Afterlife

Yeah
Bless up, act up, Chin Chop
She in Hollywood, at the dinner table
I just left the Grammy's; fresh new alligators
She be talking business. She's so innovative
I just thought about her. Can I see you later
She say "hell yeah". I say fuckin' right
She give good brain; I'm a mastermind
She my Bella Swan; I just love it when she bite
I be Cullen it; Welcome to the Afterlife

Welcome to the oh
Oh, no
Welcome to the Afterlife
Welcome to the Afterlife
The Afterlife
The Afterlife
Oh, no
Welcome to the oh
Oh, no
Welcome to the Afterlife
To the Afterlife
Welcome to the Afterlife
The Afterlife

I say pass the blunt or pass away, yeah
Pass the blunt or pass away
Pass the blunto; pass the jay
Pass the blunt
Blunt, hold up, wait
I can make you witness things you've never seen
Pause and take the picture so serene
So Serena Williams with the swing
So I had to hit you with the ring; Bron James
Baby I can kiss you like all day
Lemonade smooth with the Bombay
Make me give a bitch the boot like Kanye
But I'll never make you miss the old me, nah
Introduce you to the grown me, yah
Working hard to get this money cause she need roses at the ceremony, yah

Yah, and I'll never leave you never gonna leave you 'lone, oh no
Give it to you so you feel it even when I'm gone
Gone
Give it to you so you feel it when I'm on the road
Stairway to heaven every night a nigga home
Go and sit up on your throne
And I'ma lock and load
And pull the trigger to your dome. Oh, whoa
To the Afterlife
Welcome to the Afterlife
Welcome to the oh
To rhe Afterlife
Welcome to the Afterlife
The Afterlife
The Afterlife
Oh, no
Oh, no
I say pass the blunt or pass away, yeah
Pass the blunt or pass away
Pass the blunto; pass the jay
Pass the blunt or pass away



Credits
Writer(s): Bryan Hearne
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