
DE4TH NOT3 ! ft. Yung Stars Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2021
Lyrics
Mm, hahaha
Yeah
Aye
I don't give a fuck 'bout what you say
The same old shit, a different day
Keep spreadin' lies, what's it gonna gain?
No one's gon' believe them anyway
Can't believe I'm goin' through this again
Get this shit through your fuckin' head
Keep my name out your fuckin' mouth
'Cuz to me, you're already dead
You just mad that you see me goin' up
You gon' be worse when you see me blowin' up
Most versatile artist, I ain't stayin' stuck
One song could be rap, the next, pop punk
Fuck you, and everything that you love
While they all hatin, I stay cookin up
They gon' know the mistakes that they made
When they see me up and above
Hahaha
Ah, man, fuck this shit
If you ever come through, I'ma hit you with the 1-2
I ain't got a license, but I'll drop you with the gun too
Leave you quiet with nowhere to run to
You tryna fuck up my life?
Hell nah, fuck you
If you ever come through, I'ma hit you with the 1-2
I ain't got a license, but I'll drop you with the gun too
Leave you quiet with nowhere to run to
You tryna fuck up my life?
Hell nah, fuck you
This bitch tryna throw around fake assault stories
These fucking tales are getting boring
I'll see you in the crowd when I'm motherfuckin' touring
Getting texts, they say you go around whoring
Been a minute since I've thrown some shade
Don't ever hit me up, stay in your lane
Thought I could trust you, but you stayed the same
Bitched about my friends to my fucking face
Comin' out the mist, you stupid bitch
Don't care if you hate me, I don't give a shit
Comin' out the mist, you stupid bitch
Don't care if you hate me, I don't give a shit
AHHHH
Carve him like a pumpkin
Hole in you like some donuts, I'm dunkin'
This led be like some trash, you know I dump this
Worthless, you are to me, you're nothing
AHH
Out of control, loose wires
Mask on my face like I'm Myers
Like I'm rubbing two sticks, I'm on fire
Can't function, cut you short like a junction
Have him dead in the Dungeon, uh
Crushing your spirit, and your ego
Vampire got fangs, hoe I'm emo
Exploding like I'm a torpedo
Gotta slow it down you cannot keep up with my speed
Love it when shawty done make me bleed
Hold up, lemme run it back, that's a bit too obscene
Having them searching for you like it's bing
Fantasy finna be reality, not a dream
I do what I want, I do not care what you think
Strange, love pain, bash his head and slit his throat
I can't maintain, Straitjacket is my coat
Can't say, rip page, write his name in my death note, yuh
Arrange, deranged, he run up and get smoked, yuh