HOW TO DIE
I got niggas comin' to me with that fucking bullshit
Niggas on that lame shit, bitch you fucking hypocrite
Thought you was a Blood bitch, now you claimin' that you Crip
I got what you lookin' for, yeah
Bitch, you fuckin' with them niggas freak in your song
I got niggas comin' on me with that bitch in your song
But you really comin' over nigga singin' my songs
(Yeah) I got (yeah) what you lookin' for, yeah
Every time there's niggas tryna end me
Got your bitch over here lookin' freaky dinky
Bitches coming to me sayin' they can rate me
Talkin' shit, baby, that shit don't faze me
Yeah, I got your bitch she tryna turn me on
Freaky bitch, she don't have none, have none to turn her on
I got your bitch-ass nigga comin' sayin', "Leave me 'lone"
Leave me 'lone now, now, leave me 'lone now, now, yeah
I got his baby mama cryin'
She is cryin' 'cause her baby daddy dyin'
That nigga was lost so I call up my sidemen
Yeah, I got what you lookin' for, yeah
911, what's your emergency?
I got niggas for dread that's tryna kill me
I got niggas for blood that's tryna end me
They got what they really want, yeah
'Cause it showed them, they gunmen
Apply pressure to the wound for the bleedin'
Apply pressure to the womb 'cause you need it
They got what they really want, yeah
I'm just hearin' and they just singin' to me, oh
I can see the light comin' to me, oh
I can see Jesus reachin' for me
Oh-ah, no-ah, damn
Niggas on that lame shit, bitch you fucking hypocrite
Thought you was a Blood bitch, now you claimin' that you Crip
I got what you lookin' for, yeah
Bitch, you fuckin' with them niggas freak in your song
I got niggas comin' on me with that bitch in your song
But you really comin' over nigga singin' my songs
(Yeah) I got (yeah) what you lookin' for, yeah
Every time there's niggas tryna end me
Got your bitch over here lookin' freaky dinky
Bitches coming to me sayin' they can rate me
Talkin' shit, baby, that shit don't faze me
Yeah, I got your bitch she tryna turn me on
Freaky bitch, she don't have none, have none to turn her on
I got your bitch-ass nigga comin' sayin', "Leave me 'lone"
Leave me 'lone now, now, leave me 'lone now, now, yeah
I got his baby mama cryin'
She is cryin' 'cause her baby daddy dyin'
That nigga was lost so I call up my sidemen
Yeah, I got what you lookin' for, yeah
911, what's your emergency?
I got niggas for dread that's tryna kill me
I got niggas for blood that's tryna end me
They got what they really want, yeah
'Cause it showed them, they gunmen
Apply pressure to the wound for the bleedin'
Apply pressure to the womb 'cause you need it
They got what they really want, yeah
I'm just hearin' and they just singin' to me, oh
I can see the light comin' to me, oh
I can see Jesus reachin' for me
Oh-ah, no-ah, damn
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Writer(s): Brii Money, Lumi Athena
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