die 4:47 Lyrics

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Ok, I'm looking for a thick chick

Threw her on the wishlist

Every single day I'm tryna figure how to get this

I was getting money then the whole mood shifted

Met her while working, yeah I was serving rib tips

Love her too much so I tell her all my business

Know about my job and she know about them quick flips

Feeling like I'm Coi Leray, showing her the blick blick

Every time I look at her, gotta do a lip lick

I wanna show her off, but it's something about

Everybody looking at her, it just fuck with my scalp

I ain't insecure, I don't want her stuck in the house

But talking to her like she single, get you punched in the mouth

They like, "you gon' fight over some pussy?"

Tuh, nigga, hell yeah!

And I'll even kill a nigga, go to jail, yeah

And be proudly bragging bout it in my cell, yeah

You way outta bounds, lil' homie, watch your step

Get to actin' foul, and you bout to get a tech

She ain't looking at you, cause she messing with the best

Everything I do is great, she don't settle for the less

And if you act out, then my hands around your neck

So think about that before sending out that text

I'll die for my shorty, I'll die for my respect

I'll die for my son, and I'll die about a check

Stand up for what I want, I ain't living in fear

Grab my little baby, whisper right in her ear

Tell her if it's issues, don't be crying no tears

Just point them out to me, and everything getting cleared

Help you take the body, throw it right off the pier

You be crying over lames, I'm a whole 'nother tier

I'mma show you something special, baby, this a premiere

You was praying for a lover, and it made me appear

And I think we meant to be, we ain't breaking up

We fall out, I'm a mack, so we making up

Make money all day, then we making love

And you can never get between us, cause you ain't a thug

You soft, knock your lights out, you ain't waking up

I ain't a killer, baby girl, don't be shaken up

I just ain't going for it, tell them boys don't play with us

Having her's amazing luck, gotta keep her safe and stuff

You way outta bounds, lil' homie, watch your step

Get to actin' foul, and you bout to get a tech

She ain't looking at you, cause she messing with the best

Everything I do is great, she don't settle for the less

And if you act out, then my hands around your neck

So think about that before sending out that text

I'll die for my shorty, I'll die for my respect

I'll die for my son, and I'll die about a check

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