Exit Life

She says she wanna ride with me

Yeah I'm n a coup a z

Not a 350

A mothafuckin Z3

That's a two-seater boy

Yeah we are some Beamer boys

Yeah we gonna scheme yuh boys

Yeah we gonna bring the noise

You can not play with my soul

That's a whole nother low

I just wanted to show

That I still got love for you

If you know now you know

This relationship blows

Imma start queuing hoes

This is the end of you

Fuckin yo bitch and we

Scheming real slow

Fucked a ghost girl

Now she screaming for mo

Drifted my Benz

Got it slammed to the flo

Got my pink grills

Now she snorting my blow

Look at my tats

Yeah i'm ready to go

Exit life

I'm a fuckin rock star

Fentanyl

GBC

Fuck them all