Death
(Dead dead dead dead)
Death all around me
Death all around me
Whyte Mtn
(Dead dead dead dead)
Let's go
You gon' die
You gon' (Hold up)
You gon' die
Fuck you mean?
You ain't fucking with the team?
Fuck you up
Cut up the spleen
Fuck ya DMs
Slide between and fuck you mean
Mean mode
My Range Rover to your mini van
I got chips on my shoulder
You couldn't get to me if you pulled over close to the median
So statistically I am not close to average by any man
Salvage that goofy hoopty to the Disneyland
Cuz this ain't family friendly
It's damaging envy
It's people getting visits and I plan to be deadly
Drifting miles in space cuz I got my rover to Mars
And I get this smile on my face when I just start shooting the stars
So make a wish bitch
Here's a wish list
Glocks, grenades, brass bullets with big tips
So nooooo
And if you think you living, no way José
Lemme give em' lessons, listen what my bro say
Ssshhh
(Can you hear that?)
You gon' die
You gon' (Ha ha)
You gon' die
Fuck you mean?
You ain't fucking with the team?
Fuck you up
Cut up the spleen
Fuck ya DMs
Slide between and fuck you mean
Ahhh!
Carrying ya suckahs I need codeine
Money matrimony, I pronounce you green
Nuts hanging, Imma let em' breathe
(Ah ah ah)
Don't a charge a thang to my only fans
I fuck with rubbers, ain't new to bands
Now do the dance, my money dance like
(Ah ah ah)
Nighttime we outside
That's your whip? She like ewwwwww
She sucked my dick, she looking cuuuuute
But her head game was a twooooo
Waste of luuuuube (What?!)
Styrofoam silicone
Double cupping C's
Vision blurred doctor
Death is all I see
Ball in the thug afterlife, AMC
Imma join ya after I let my AR speak
Preach
You gon' die
You gon'
You gon' die
Fuck you
If you ain't fucking with the team
Fuck you up
Cut up the spleen
Fuck ya DMs
Slide between and fuck you mean
(Ah, ah, ah)
Death all around me (Me)
Death all around me (Me)
Dead dead dead dead (Ay)
Death all around me (Me)
Death all around me (Ay ay)
(Dead dead dead dead
Dead dead dead dead)
Death all around me
Death all around me
Whyte Mtn
(Dead dead dead dead)
Let's go
You gon' die
You gon' (Hold up)
You gon' die
Fuck you mean?
You ain't fucking with the team?
Fuck you up
Cut up the spleen
Fuck ya DMs
Slide between and fuck you mean
Mean mode
My Range Rover to your mini van
I got chips on my shoulder
You couldn't get to me if you pulled over close to the median
So statistically I am not close to average by any man
Salvage that goofy hoopty to the Disneyland
Cuz this ain't family friendly
It's damaging envy
It's people getting visits and I plan to be deadly
Drifting miles in space cuz I got my rover to Mars
And I get this smile on my face when I just start shooting the stars
So make a wish bitch
Here's a wish list
Glocks, grenades, brass bullets with big tips
So nooooo
And if you think you living, no way José
Lemme give em' lessons, listen what my bro say
Ssshhh
(Can you hear that?)
You gon' die
You gon' (Ha ha)
You gon' die
Fuck you mean?
You ain't fucking with the team?
Fuck you up
Cut up the spleen
Fuck ya DMs
Slide between and fuck you mean
Ahhh!
Carrying ya suckahs I need codeine
Money matrimony, I pronounce you green
Nuts hanging, Imma let em' breathe
(Ah ah ah)
Don't a charge a thang to my only fans
I fuck with rubbers, ain't new to bands
Now do the dance, my money dance like
(Ah ah ah)
Nighttime we outside
That's your whip? She like ewwwwww
She sucked my dick, she looking cuuuuute
But her head game was a twooooo
Waste of luuuuube (What?!)
Styrofoam silicone
Double cupping C's
Vision blurred doctor
Death is all I see
Ball in the thug afterlife, AMC
Imma join ya after I let my AR speak
Preach
You gon' die
You gon'
You gon' die
Fuck you
If you ain't fucking with the team
Fuck you up
Cut up the spleen
Fuck ya DMs
Slide between and fuck you mean
(Ah, ah, ah)
Death all around me (Me)
Death all around me (Me)
Dead dead dead dead (Ay)
Death all around me (Me)
Death all around me (Ay ay)
(Dead dead dead dead
Dead dead dead dead)
Credits
Writer(s): D. Monteblanco
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