D-I-E Lyrics

Im finna throw him in the pit hell fire hell fire

I been stylin in this fit hell star hell star

I been fucking on his bitch im a popstar popstar

I been moving way too quick im a track star track star

Ride round with a track hawk jeep

Nigga pull up he cant fuck with me

Yea he finna d-i-e

Yea he finna d-i-e

Yea he finna d-i-e

Yea he finna d-i-e

Yea he finna d-i-e

Yea he finna d-i-e

Yea he finna d-i-e

They tryna be like me

Yeah that bitch a fein ya

Cus my money so green ya

I killed yo whole team i killed yo whole gang i killed yo whole family

Goin out sad you lookin so mad why is you mad at me

Shawty it been like 3 years why you still hit me up

Im a piece of shit i know

I shoulda never led you on

I gotta keep my band so close

Gotta get my cash alone

Cus these niggas be fake these niggas is snakes

These niggas wanna wanna take from me

These bitches be fake these bitches be snakes

That bitch she is a fein

I cant give no fucks

I cant give no fucks

Im with my bitch she clean

So bad so clean so rude so mean so pretty so me

Like she was made for me

He finna d-i-e

Yea he finna d-i-e

Yea he finna d-i-e

Yea he finna d-i-e

Yea he finna d-i-e

Yea he finna d-i-e

Yea he finna d-i-e

Nigga thought CREATURE done

He not

I kill a fuck nigga he a opp

Break down the door we dont knock

Pray that you not my opp

Pussy ass nigga he a snitch ass nigga

I saw him calling the cops

I got his bitch on my cock

I aint even in love with this bitch she a thot

Just tryna see his body drop