Invincible / Tryna Die

I just fucked your bitch
I hit it raw too
I fucked her in the back of an all black 4 door vehicle
I just made her sin
I've been sinning too
My bitch is making candy money
I got a sweet tooth

She just said you're lame
She said you can't dress
Your jeans don't match your shoes
Bitch you're easily impressed

I'm just getting sick
Sick of all this shit
War in this bitch
Bet your bitchass feeling this

Bitches can't you see?
Bitches tell me I'm the shit
Bitches drawn to me like I'm a fucking bitch magnet
Bitches tryna rep the set
Bitches tryna pass the test
Bitches go all out for me
Bitch just got a triple tech

I'm invincible
I'm invincible
I'm invincible
I'm invincible
I've been really tryna die
I'm invincible
I've been really tryna die

Fuck it I can't lie
This life do or die
Rocking what I want
I don't really got a type
One day fuck a thick ass bitch
Next day fuck a petite girl
One day ignore the bitch
Then the next day rock her world

Bitches can't you see?
Bitches tell me I'm the shit
Bitches drawn to me like I'm a fucking bitch magnet
Bitches tryna rep the set
Bitches tryna pass the test
Bitches go all out for me
Bitch just got a triple tech

I'm invincible
I'm invincible
I'm invincible
I'm invincible
I've been really tryna die
I'm invincible
I've been really tryna die
I just took the bitches soul



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Writer(s): Psalm Guerra
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