Die4MySins

Keep that glock to my side
If she ready to ride
I just rolled a trey five
Boy this tris this ain't pi

Shit get low turn my head to the sky
Look that bitch in her eyes she keep telling me lies
When I lost my lil brother that shit made me cry
Put my pride to side
Bitch I'm ready to die

Shit get low turn my head to the sky
Bitch I'm ready to die
Bitch I'm ready to die
Bitch I'm ready to die
I got nothing to hide
Keep that glock to my side

Bitch we rocking Chrome Hearts and we riding in beamers
I just put a whole car loan in my liter
These is not no McQueens abstract sole on my sneakers
Tryna get to the league boy you stuck on the bleachers
Pouring the dirty but fresh like the cleaners
Shawty got them rag and bone jeans I need her
Baby my dirty diana my diva
Damn that pussy so good how the fuck could I leave her
Damn that pussy so good and she know
Had to keep lil bitch on the low
Go through this life and it's bussin I'm pouring the codeine it's keeping me slow
This nigga's mad cause his bitch on my dick and she sneaking a pic at the show
Bitch you know where I'm at if you itchin to spin I ain't duckin no shit from a hoe

Keep that glock to my side
If she ready to ride
I just rolled a trey five
Boy this tris this ain't pi

Shit get low turn my head to the sky
Look that bitch in her eyes she keep telling me lies
When I lost my lil brother that shit made me cry
Put my pride to side
Bitch I'm ready to die

Shit get low turn my head to the sky
Bitch I'm ready to die
Bitch I'm ready to die
Bitch I'm ready to die
I got nothing to hide
Keep that glock to my side



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Writer(s): Tyler Jenkins
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