DIE! Lyrics

Gotta keep this money near me

Gotta keep my ghouls with me (with me)

And y'all niggas gon' fear me (fear me)

Cause I keep it toolie, and I keep it stacked

Right on my motherfuckin' ass

So when niggas try to run, uh, yeah

He gon' die in the grass

That's his ass

Run up, he gon' die

Run up, he gon' die

Run up, he gon' die

Run up, he gon' die

Run up, he gon' die

Run up, he gon' die

Run up, he gon' die

Why these bitches always wanna fuck for clout?

Why these niggas always leach for clout?

Get ya own wave & get ya own shit right now

Get ya own wave & get ya own shit right now

Why you be poppin' these motherfuckin' percs?

Why you be sippin' this motherfuckin' lean?

Why you be smokin' these motherfuckin' trees? Cause I can, bitch!

Why you be driving that motherfuckin' Honda?

Why you be fuckin' that bitch named Wonda?

(Yo, Wasnt her ass from Uganda?) (Hell yah, I hit that bih with no condom)

I had to stack my motherfuckin' racks

I had to do some lone shit

Bitch, I wanna be alone, bitch, grippin' off on this new gen

I gotta get me a new bitch, cause I got me a new stick

Slide around with a motherfuckin' chopstick Bitch, I'ma let that shit hit

Gotta keep this money near me

Gotta keep my ghouls with me (with me)

And y'all niggas gon' fear me (fear me)

Cause I keep it toolie, and I keep it stacked

Right on my motherfuckin' ass

So when niggas try to run, uh, yeah

He gon' die in the grass

That's his ass

Run up, he gon' die

Run up, he gon' die

Run up, he gon' die

Run up, he gon' die

Run up, he gon' die

Run up, he gon' die

Run up, he gon' die

Yeah, Run up, he gon die, I gotta keep a stick on my side

Told Shawty just hop up in the ride, I'm tryna fuck even though she lied

Almost drowned in the pussy, that's high tide

Why these niggas lookin' at me with the side eye?

Grabbed the grip and I shot it out the south side, I told this bitch, oh yeah, baby, don't cry

I done sold some drugs to the wrong guy, I done got high, baby, at the wrong time

Linking with the homies, dawg oh yeah that's slime

After I'm done with this bitch, it's bed time

Counting money all alone in my long time, bitches like how I look in the night time

And you already know the nighttime is the right time, Gotta get high, baby, yeah, like all the time

$tunnaBoy right here, oh yeah, in his prime

Real Geekboy yeah, like all the time

Here for a good time, baby, not a long time Baby, lemme just stay with you for the lifetime

I gotta get my mind right, I gotta get my mind right

I-I-I gotta get my mind right, I gotta get my mind right

And that's why I

Gotta keep this money near me

Gotta keep my ghouls with me (with me)

And y'all niggas gon' fear me (fear me)

Cause I keep it toolie, and I keep it stacked

Right on my motherfuckin' ass

So when niggas try to run, uh, yeah

He gon' die in the grass

That's his ass

Run up, he gon' die

Run up, he gon' die

Run up, he gon' die

Run up, he gon' die

Run up, he gon' die

Run up, he gon' die

Run up, he gon' die