DO or DIE

Yeah I'm back
I'm back bitch

I'm on that do or die
You'd think I'm depressed
How I'm tryna get these suicides
They be so impressed
All these bitches on me stupid fine
All about respect
Run that mouth and you gon' meet the nine
You can bring the vest
Bitch its still gon' be a homicide
Homicide

Do or die
Like its tied
And we playing overtime
On the grind with my slimes
Yeah they know bout do or die
Bitch I'm ready its my time
No more waiting up in line
Put more blue in my wallet than the motherfucking sky
I'm the guy I'm the man
I supply what they demand
Let it bang like Pakistan
Pakistan, I'm the motherfucking don aye
Getting to the green like I'm out there mowing lawns wait
Bitch it's do or die so yes the guns are drawn
Pull right up to your house like we work for Amazon
Oh my God oh my God
Ain't talking Charlemagne
Getting to the champagne
Sit back watch the campaign
Yeah I like a lil drank
Yeah I'm laughing to the bank
Yeah I'm doing what they can't
And I'm keeping it in stride
Keep more drip than the tide
To the money we abide
Can't afford to let shit slide
Hell no, Told you that

I'm on that do or die
You'd think I'm depressed
How I'm tryna get these suicides
They be so impressed
All these bitches on me stupid fine
All about respect
Run that mouth and you gon' meet the nine
You can bring the vest
Bitch its still gon' be a homicide
Homicide

Aye, juh
I stay on that do or die
Bitch I'm on that sink or swim
Them boys ain't about they gang gang
I can't roll with them
Everybody want the flower but don't want to see the stem
I got so much weight up on me think I need to hit the gym
This rap shit is my forte and my words they carry just like Jim, wait
On that do or die you at leisure, aye
Tryna get a Lil Wayne feature, aye
Tryna get up out of the bleachers, aye
If she bad I pipe her like peter, ugh
For real though I really don't need her, aye
She gon' be mad when I leave her, aye
Bitch I'm exclusive you public domain
Don't got no time to hang with these lames
I'd rather be working and making a name
Rather be working and creating lanes
Unshackle the chains to the money and fame
No amount of hate can put out the flame
She gon' be mad when I leave her, aye
Bitch I'm exclusive you public domain
Don't got no time to hang with these lames
I'd rather be working and making a name
Rather be working and creating lanes
Unshackle the chains to the money and fame
No amount of hate can put out the flame

I'm on that do or die
You'd think I'm depressed
How I'm tryna get these suicides
They be so impressed
All these bitches on me stupid fine
All about respect
Run that mouth and you gon' meet the nine
You can bring the vest
Bitch its still gon' be a homicide
Homicide

Yeah Yeah Hey



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Writer(s): Jacob Hallman
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