Death Note ft. Surf Lyrics

Went to the mall intoxicated stopped looking at the tags

Got no love for that lil hoe yeah cause I know that that bitch trash

I never thought I'd go again, I always thought she'd be my last

But let's put aside right now I'm trying not to crash

They know I'm up yeah I'm popping, Crisco

With the plug we talking on Discord

Ice frezing sub-zero that's cold

Write my name in your book like Death Note

You were my bro you weren't supposed to break the code

No I can't trust a soul reason why I stay alone

But Ion even know guess it's just the way it goes

Just finna hop up in the whip, smoking gas then hit the road

Hardbody, take off like a rocket

Lowkey feeling like a God, I got money in my pocket

Nobody, dont need anybody

Kick that bitch out no karate

Yeah, you know how I'm rocking

Went to the mall intoxicated stopped looking at the tags

Got no love for that lil hoe yeah cause I know that that bitch trash

I never thought I'd go again, I always thought she'd be my last

But let's put aside right now I'm trying not to crash

They know I'm up yeah I'm popping, Crisco

With the plug we talking on Discord

Ice frezing sub-zero that's cold

Write my name in your book like Death Note

With the gang yeah we popping

I ball hard, left me no option

They be like "Surf when the hell you dropping?"

I cant stop, why would I quit

Ima let this money fall like autumn

I want some Hennessy I need a bottle

Im going crazy, I need me a doctor

I cant stop, dodging these jakes

Margiela my waist, I got the swag

My bitch fly, she not playing

She got a bag

We drive fast, Im in a Beamer

Im trying to keep up, she in a Jag

I got a mask, I got a strap

I got some money, aint going out bad

I'm a lil archy? boy, I go hard dont start me boy

I dont want your bitch, make your girl depart me boy

Two cups on me now, my shit look like Barney boy

I get lit in a heartbeat boy

My ? my twin like Hardy boy

I just got a coupe, I need leg room

I cut off the top, I need head room (Yeah)

Get some bread soon

Boy you might never get paid if you scared too

I need Balmain, I gotta work hard for that

Yeah I dont play games, but I keep my cards for that

She broke my heart like cardiac

My memories like artefacts

I barely get like any sleep I might be an insomniac