Death Note
Went to the mall intoxicated stopped looking at the tags
Got no love for that lil hoe yeah cause I know that that bitch trash
I never thought I'd go again, I always thought she'd be my last
But let's put aside right now I'm trying not to crash
They know I'm up yeah I'm popping, Crisco
With the plug we talking on Discord
Ice frezing sub-zero that's cold
Write my name in your book like Death Note
You were my bro you weren't supposed to break the code
No I can't trust a soul reason why I stay alone
But Ion even know guess it's just the way it goes
Just finna hop up in the whip, smoking gas then hit the road
Hardbody, take off like a rocket
Lowkey feeling like a God, I got money in my pocket
Nobody, dont need anybody
Kick that bitch out no karate
Yeah, you know how I'm rocking
Went to the mall intoxicated stopped looking at the tags
Got no love for that lil hoe yeah cause I know that that bitch trash
I never thought I'd go again, I always thought she'd be my last
But let's put aside right now I'm trying not to crash
They know I'm up yeah I'm popping, Crisco
With the plug we talking on Discord
Ice frezing sub-zero that's cold
Write my name in your book like Death Note
With the gang yeah we popping
I ball hard, left me no option
They be like "Surf when the hell you dropping?"
I cant stop, why would I quit
Ima let this money fall like autumn
I want some Hennessy I need a bottle
Im going crazy, I need me a doctor
I cant stop, dodging these jakes
Margiela my waist, I got the swag
My bitch fly, she not playing
She got a bag
We drive fast, Im in a Beamer
Im trying to keep up, she in a Jag
I got a mask, I got a strap
I got some money, aint going out bad
I'm a lil archy? boy, I go hard dont start me boy
I dont want your bitch, make your girl depart me boy
Two cups on me now, my shit look like Barney boy
I get lit in a heartbeat boy
My? my twin like Hardy boy
I just got a coupe, I need leg room
I cut off the top, I need head room (Yeah)
Get some bread soon
Boy you might never get paid if you scared too
I need Balmain, I gotta work hard for that
Yeah I dont play games, but I keep my cards for that
She broke my heart like cardiac
My memories like artefacts
I barely get like any sleep I might be an insomniac
Got no love for that lil hoe yeah cause I know that that bitch trash
I never thought I'd go again, I always thought she'd be my last
But let's put aside right now I'm trying not to crash
They know I'm up yeah I'm popping, Crisco
With the plug we talking on Discord
Ice frezing sub-zero that's cold
Write my name in your book like Death Note
You were my bro you weren't supposed to break the code
No I can't trust a soul reason why I stay alone
But Ion even know guess it's just the way it goes
Just finna hop up in the whip, smoking gas then hit the road
Hardbody, take off like a rocket
Lowkey feeling like a God, I got money in my pocket
Nobody, dont need anybody
Kick that bitch out no karate
Yeah, you know how I'm rocking
Went to the mall intoxicated stopped looking at the tags
Got no love for that lil hoe yeah cause I know that that bitch trash
I never thought I'd go again, I always thought she'd be my last
But let's put aside right now I'm trying not to crash
They know I'm up yeah I'm popping, Crisco
With the plug we talking on Discord
Ice frezing sub-zero that's cold
Write my name in your book like Death Note
With the gang yeah we popping
I ball hard, left me no option
They be like "Surf when the hell you dropping?"
I cant stop, why would I quit
Ima let this money fall like autumn
I want some Hennessy I need a bottle
Im going crazy, I need me a doctor
I cant stop, dodging these jakes
Margiela my waist, I got the swag
My bitch fly, she not playing
She got a bag
We drive fast, Im in a Beamer
Im trying to keep up, she in a Jag
I got a mask, I got a strap
I got some money, aint going out bad
I'm a lil archy? boy, I go hard dont start me boy
I dont want your bitch, make your girl depart me boy
Two cups on me now, my shit look like Barney boy
I get lit in a heartbeat boy
My? my twin like Hardy boy
I just got a coupe, I need leg room
I cut off the top, I need head room (Yeah)
Get some bread soon
Boy you might never get paid if you scared too
I need Balmain, I gotta work hard for that
Yeah I dont play games, but I keep my cards for that
She broke my heart like cardiac
My memories like artefacts
I barely get like any sleep I might be an insomniac
Credits
Writer(s): Alexandre Lauzier
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