Lyrics
Don't kill me
Baby if you ride can I trust you with my life?
Pressure in my brain I can feel dead
Shawty wanna die let me bring you the light
Girl I've been ded4awhile
Yea I've been ded4awhile
Girl I've been ded4awhile
Yea I've been ded4awhile
On that dat big shit
Pimp shit
Do it for the image
I'm they fascination
Ian stressin bout no diss shit
Bad bitch
No tits
She jus wanna get hit
I can't do commitment baby girl
So keep yo distance
Tattoos on my body i like pain and she like grim shit
Run me up a 40 i bang back i never missed it
He the type to pull up on some mega pacifist shit
I'm the type to pull up let it spray and have his wrists slit
Aw shit bitch
My fists bit
Don't diss shit
I'm limitless
She shameless
Her boyfriend better pipe down
Pulling up
Let the 30 glock make his night now
My shit gone drop
Dats the same shit he gone write down
They like damn loat you talking all that tall
Can u back it up?
Yea bitch i'm running wit my gang pistol packing huh
I'll pistol whip yo main bitch
If you ain talking bout money shawty
U ain speaking my language
Girl i been ded4awhile
Girl i been ded4awhile
I been ded4awhile
I been ded4awhile
Don't kill me
Baby if you ride can I trust you with my life?
Pressure in my brain I can feel dead
Shawty wanna die let me bring you the light
Girl I've been ded4awhile
Yea I've been ded4awhile
Girl I've been ded4awhile
Yea I've been ded4awhile
Extendo on my clip and I'm back again
Oh this fake bitch wanna get to fame
Oh this fake bitch wanna get my bag
But no fake bitch wanna pay the price