Before I Die
Before I die I want my opps to die yeaaa
Ima take a nigga out can't let my moma cry awwwwww
My plug got pounds in it's a green lights it's a go
QThat bitch she left bymyself it wasn't her time to go
U did me dirty and it's still fucked up how I want u doe
How can I trust u u was da first one to let the trust go
That was my nigga til he tried his hand yeeeaaa
That was my bitch til she fucked another man
AwwwwWwwwww
Before I die i want that i8 with the droptop
Before I die I just want to know that the opps got popped
U ain't no real nigga sellin fake shit boy that ain't no drop
Come here tryna sell that shit we gon send u home wit no damn socks
Do u feel my pain babygirl do u feel my pain
U really left me standing outside in the rain
I want that beemer truck but I also want a ranngeee
Learned how to blow that pistol I ain't need no rangeeeee
Before I die I want my opps to die yeaaa
Ima take a nigga out can't let my moma cry awwwwww
My plug got pounds in it's a green lights it's a go
QThat bitch she left bymyself it wasn't her time to go
U did me dirty and it's still fucked up how I want u doe
How can I trust u u was da first one to let the trust go
That was my nigga til he tried his hand yeeeaaa
That was my bitch til she fucked another man
AwwwwWwwwww
Ima take a nigga out can't let my moma cry awwwwww
My plug got pounds in it's a green lights it's a go
QThat bitch she left bymyself it wasn't her time to go
U did me dirty and it's still fucked up how I want u doe
How can I trust u u was da first one to let the trust go
That was my nigga til he tried his hand yeeeaaa
That was my bitch til she fucked another man
AwwwwWwwwww
Before I die i want that i8 with the droptop
Before I die I just want to know that the opps got popped
U ain't no real nigga sellin fake shit boy that ain't no drop
Come here tryna sell that shit we gon send u home wit no damn socks
Do u feel my pain babygirl do u feel my pain
U really left me standing outside in the rain
I want that beemer truck but I also want a ranngeee
Learned how to blow that pistol I ain't need no rangeeeee
Before I die I want my opps to die yeaaa
Ima take a nigga out can't let my moma cry awwwwww
My plug got pounds in it's a green lights it's a go
QThat bitch she left bymyself it wasn't her time to go
U did me dirty and it's still fucked up how I want u doe
How can I trust u u was da first one to let the trust go
That was my nigga til he tried his hand yeeeaaa
That was my bitch til she fucked another man
AwwwwWwwwww
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Writer(s): Grant Ndirika
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