die lit

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Yung Fazo - Rap

die lit

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[Verse 1] I keep throwin' racks (Yeah) I step in, I'm fly like a bat, yeah (Yeah), woah She need to relax, huh (Woah) She tell me, "Spit here from the back," huh, woah I'm grippin' her thighs (Yeah) The paint on my shoes, Margiela style (Style) I been him, I don't gotta remind This the one, she said "Spin back, rewind" How the fuck I just fell for this bitch, huh? (Woah) And she just fell in love with my life (My life) I walk in, man, I wanna just vibe (Just vibe) I do me, I don't take no advice, yeah [Chorus] I'ma die lit, huh, yeah (I'ma die lit) I'ma do me, huh, yеah (I'ma do me) I'ma die rich, huh (I'ma die rich) Livin' likе me, huh, yeah (Livin' like me) In a fast whip, yeah (Skrrt) 10-5 speed, huh, yeah Suicide doors, yeah Goin' high speed I need the love, lil' baby, but I don't think I'm needin' you I started to hate it, hated gettin' faded with you I think your love like serotonin, I feel pain and you know I think my heart got too attached, now I be here blamin' you [Verse 2] I be here blamin' you, but I been fallin' in yo' trap, yeah, I feel pain and you know Yeah, I just tell her, "Bring it back," but she act out when I roll I'm tryna show this girl the world, but she be actin' brand new (She be actin' brand new) And now I'm done with her (Her) Downin' off the percs (Downin' off the percs) She really know I'm next, don't call or text, I swear I be puttin' in work Prada be on my vest, it's all a test, yeah, I really needed some percs Winnin', I'm cashin' checks, I'm born to flex, she's filled with regret and it hurts (Yeah, yeah, yeah) [Chorus] I'ma die lit, huh, yeah (I'ma die lit) I'ma do me, huh, yeah (I'ma do me) I'ma die rich, huh, yeah (I'ma die rich) Livin' like me, huh, yeah (Livin' like me) In a fast whip, yeah (Skrrt) 10-5 speed, huh, yeah Suicide doors, yeah Goin' high speed I need the love, lil' baby, but I don't think I'm needin' you I started to hate it, hated gettin' faded with you I think your love like serotonin, I feel pain and you know I think my heart got too attached, now I be here blamin' you [Outro] (Oh, oh, oh, oh)

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  • Yung Fazo