Die From Corona

Lyrics

[Intro] (KPOnThaBeat) Yeah, what? (Baow) Yeah, what? (What?) Yeah, what? Yeah, what? (Baow) Yeah, what? (Baow) (K4ProducedIt) Yeah, what? Yeah, what? Mmm, yeah, mmm, what? Mmm, yeah, mmm, what? Mmm, yeah, mmm, what? Mmm, yeah Yeah [Chorus] Blow his brain up off his shoulder Talkin' all this talk, you put his body in a toaster Bitch, I'm out my body, plus you know that I been rollin' Got diamonds on my neck and on my wrist, you know I'm chosen Bitch, I'm out my body, plus you know that I been rollin' Bitch, saying to myself, I catch that boy, I'ma dome him I ain't playing with you bitches, that's n my soul, that's on my momma Spendin' all these damn checks, they got me high, fuck a comma We see that boy up in church, give him bullet holes right outside him [Verse 1] I know I'm ratchet 'cause my dad ain't use a condom Got some niggas from Jurassic, leave you dead without no problem 54 shots up in his face, he ain't no rеal Don Dada You get touched too, you ain't gon' bleed and nevеr know what shot him Bitch, I got my choppa in the back, that bitch gon' blow your head Saber up, when we go on this misson, got to leave him dead And I gotta a little B up in the back, he tweakin' off them meds Then I got lil' kid right onside me, he the reason that they scared Break yo' bread, break yo' bed Put it up everyone, they fled Hide the gun 'cause I hear blue and red Who want it all when his dawg dead? Can't trust you at all, Fed Big bro got diamonds all in his mouth, shit Don't need no attention because y'all all ain't shit [Chorus] Blow his brain up off his shoulder Talkin' all this talk, you put his body in a toaster Bitch, I'm out my body, plus you know that I been rollin' Got diamonds on my neck and on my wrist, you know I'm chosen Bitch, I'm out my body, plus you know that I been rollin' Bitch, saying to myself, I catch that boy, I'ma dome him I ain't playing with you bitches, that's n my soul, that's on my momma Spendin' all these damn checks, they got me high, fuck a comma We see that boy up in church, give him bullet holes right outside him [Verse 2] Pussy boy, shoot that boy until he gone I remember beaucoup nights when I was home all alone Niggas been actin' like bitches, these niggas wearing all these thongs Beat that stupid hoe all up, if she playing with my phone Bitch, I'm tryna swerve, nigga, tell me what's the word Pussy boy ain't never been no hoe, no, I'll pull up on your curb Do your ass dirty with that rod, I'm tryna pull up like a purse Smokin' on this Weed and I sit back and them youngins, they gon' swerve [Chorus] Blow his brain up off his shoulder Talkin' all this talk, you put his body in a toaster Bitch, I'm out my body, plus you know that I been rollin' Got diamonds on my neck and on my wrist, you know I'm chosen Bitch, I'm out my body, plus you know that I been rollin' Bitch, saying to myself, I catch that boy, I'ma dome him I ain't playing with you bitches, that's n my soul, that's on my momma Spendin' all these damn checks, they got me high, fuck a comma We see that boy up in church, give him bullet holes right outside him [Outro] (KPOnThaBeat) (K4ProducedIt)