Die for This

Im getting high in this

3.5 in a spliff they say chances making champions i a die for this shit

I took the bad with all the hood and den applied the lil shit

I leveled up they mad at me but Ont look down on dem Nigga

It’s 220 on the dash now watch me skrtt

Cup holder got holder got a sloppy roll I’m juggin with my shirt off

Bad bitch wanna take her skirt off this a two seater

I’m riding with my shooter it’s hot outside I really needed em

Niggas sending threats but I’m still alive Niggas not no demons

Keya saying prayer Fa me daily she know she got a reason

I make that boy live his raps he gone have to squeeze

Like a hug

Baby pampers way dem 54 boys pulling up

Police mad Dey caught me cleaner den some dove

Told them bitches 3rd person shoulda seen his mug

I sell my own shoe out with these rap tickets

Sometimes I get discouraged focused on a half a ticket

Get a circle then I spilt it …

Half take a bath the other half going for triple

But u can’t get the mixture

.40 flash u get the picture

I call em bro but she ain’t my sister

He got chicken but that nigga tender

Take his bag then you the winner

Cold nights in the summer u a thought it was December was sliding like black ice tryna smash em with these crystals

Miss man beezy with them shots my snakes get to hissing with them shots my snakes hissing

Ties to show don’t get to tripiing