After death Lyrics

Ayy, ayy, she was in love with my grin I was in love with the win, I was in love with this bitch

I was in love with the bag and I was in love with the racks

And look at my statements and look how they stack And look at my shit like I'm sipping that act

Ayy, ayy, ho, what the fuck you in my party for

I've been like this shit since I was four, I don't know reckon though

Look like this, I'm the revren ho, tryna go seek my style

Tryna go seek my style, your shit very vile

I can't listen to these bitches, their commission got me out

Fuck on like a light bulb and this shit is going out

I can't really hear you bitch, I ain't watching your mouth

You been watching my plate, so I'm running you out

All you do is yap, get the fuck up out my house, get the fuck out of my crib

Go , suck, on some dick, bitch, ayy, lit, bitch

Fuck, yes I did, what that pussy doing up in my old crib

I'm tryna take off his old head, I'm tryna fuck his bitch in bed,

I'm tryna take his bread, till the end I sip my long shit

Fuck no off shit, I'm tryna get it, you like offsetting me baby

Where you go when you need some D, I know that I am better, you see

Ayy, but I still say, give me a recharge baby, I'm like an alcoholic

Look how I handle the bar, and look at my training wheels, look at my bars, ayy

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