Die Bad!
Die, Die, Fuckin' die
You gon' die bad
Tie his feet and toss him at the bottom of the sea
You can play games but your soul belongs to me, ayy
I ain't fuckin' with the devil, why's he callin' me?
Drownin', fuckin' drownin' in emotions
It's gross, ayy, fuck the feelings, they make me weak
Take precautions when you talkin' like you know me
Scuba dive underneath yuh motha if you hatin' me
If you fuck with non' my niggas, bro
We finna catch a case, yo
Rollin' with no coward nigga, bullet to his face, yo
Flexin' hard on the 'gram gonna get you killed, ayy
Hit him with the .40, made him fall onto his knees
Yeah it's going down, it's fuckin' down
We set the bomb and it's gon' blow them it up, yeah fuckin' blow them up
We at home and we gon' shoot it up, yeah fuckin' shoot it up
The pastor must be tired a me with all these funerals
Just leave the casket closed, yah
Die, Die, Fuckin' die
You gon' die bad
Tie his feet and toss him at the bottom of the sea
You can play games but your soul belongs to me
I ain't fuckin' with the devil, why's he callin' me?
Drownin', fuckin' drownin' in emotions
It's gross, ayy, fuck the feelings, they make me weak
Take precautions when you talkin' like you know me
Scuba dive underneath yuh motha if you hatin' me
You talk a lot, just run it up
You feelin' froggy, fuckin' jump
Just like I thought, you a fuckin' bitch who tweet a lot, you fuckin' punk
My fingers in your main bitch and she about to give a lick
Gave her hella dick and she don't wanna fuckin' spit
Die, Die, Fuckin' die
You gon' die bad
Tie his feet and toss him at the bottom of the sea
Yoownin', fuckin' drownin' in emotions
It'su can play games but your soul belongs to me
I ain't fuckin' with the devil, why's he callin' me?
Dr gross, ayy, fuck the feelings, they make me weak
Take precautions when you talkin' like you know me
Scuba dive underneath yuh motha if you hatin' me
You gon' die bad
Tie his feet and toss him at the bottom of the sea
You can play games but your soul belongs to me, ayy
I ain't fuckin' with the devil, why's he callin' me?
Drownin', fuckin' drownin' in emotions
It's gross, ayy, fuck the feelings, they make me weak
Take precautions when you talkin' like you know me
Scuba dive underneath yuh motha if you hatin' me
If you fuck with non' my niggas, bro
We finna catch a case, yo
Rollin' with no coward nigga, bullet to his face, yo
Flexin' hard on the 'gram gonna get you killed, ayy
Hit him with the .40, made him fall onto his knees
Yeah it's going down, it's fuckin' down
We set the bomb and it's gon' blow them it up, yeah fuckin' blow them up
We at home and we gon' shoot it up, yeah fuckin' shoot it up
The pastor must be tired a me with all these funerals
Just leave the casket closed, yah
Die, Die, Fuckin' die
You gon' die bad
Tie his feet and toss him at the bottom of the sea
You can play games but your soul belongs to me
I ain't fuckin' with the devil, why's he callin' me?
Drownin', fuckin' drownin' in emotions
It's gross, ayy, fuck the feelings, they make me weak
Take precautions when you talkin' like you know me
Scuba dive underneath yuh motha if you hatin' me
You talk a lot, just run it up
You feelin' froggy, fuckin' jump
Just like I thought, you a fuckin' bitch who tweet a lot, you fuckin' punk
My fingers in your main bitch and she about to give a lick
Gave her hella dick and she don't wanna fuckin' spit
Die, Die, Fuckin' die
You gon' die bad
Tie his feet and toss him at the bottom of the sea
Yoownin', fuckin' drownin' in emotions
It'su can play games but your soul belongs to me
I ain't fuckin' with the devil, why's he callin' me?
Dr gross, ayy, fuck the feelings, they make me weak
Take precautions when you talkin' like you know me
Scuba dive underneath yuh motha if you hatin' me
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Writer(s): Raynardo England
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