bury me in designer

I'm a loser, bitch, who gon' die rich as fuck

Oh no, don't cry, baby, she been lookin' up, yeah

Kill me baby, I don't wanna die alone

Imma make my money, then bury me in designer clothes

I'm a loser, bitch, who gon' die rich as fuck

Oh no, don't cry, baby, she been lookin' up, yeah

You asked if I'll leave and I cant tell you no

Not for someone else babe, I mean really gone

Said you're "seeing all the signs again" man, what you talking 'bout

All I ever do for you is pour all of my heart out

I'm back in my head again baby, I wanna pour all of my mind out