Dying Lit Lyrics

They gone let me talk my shit

Niggas dying to get this lit

Bullets burst up out this glock he got his ass whooped with a switch

How the fuck these niggas plugs it take them weeks to dump a brick

I done ran through niggas savings $50,000 that ain't shit

I done popped off on they ass again I know it got em sick

Take his hoe he got me pissed

She gone fuck just off the fit

Acting brand new on my ex's you can't name a hoe I miss

I can't let no nigga play on shit he dead soon as he diss

Skrtt speed past

Count bloody money with clean hands

Can you ain't getting paid boy ain't never seen Celine pants

Got work then we need that

On these niggas face I keep a bankroll where my feet at

Never get caught lackin with no bitch they bet not play in here

You know it ain't shit safe in here

I done popped two Percs she fina fold up like a quesadilla

Trapping hard trying to get to get where I'm at boys it's gone take you years

Paralyzed from a switch boy can't stand up he got training wheels

Niggas not me popping shit custom you ain't got these

Bad bitch get on top on me ride me like a hot seat

We got all type of gens in here boy this a glock meeting

Top three and I'm not three on God

They gone let me talk my shit

Niggas dying to get this lit

Bullets burst up out this glock he got his ass whooped with a switch

How the fuck these niggas plugs it take them weeks to dump a brick

I done ran through niggas savings $50,000 that ain't shit

I done popped off on they ass again I know it got em sick

Take his hoe he got me pissed

She gone fuck just off the fit

Acting brand new on my ex's you can't name a hoe I miss

I can't let no nigga play on shit he dead soon as he diss