HDBeenDope - Die With Me lyrics
[HDBeenDope - Die With Me lyrics]
You ain't dead yet? Bitch I'm dead already
You ain't fed yet? I get bread already
Still no Benz yet my Honda got getty
And my ends set i get fetti on fetti
Uh you ain't dead yet?
Bitch I'm dead already you ain't fed yet?
I get bread already still no Benz yet
My Honda got getty and my ends set
I get fetti on fetti uh
You don't wanna be stressed
For your whole life, right?
Die with me, die with me, die with me
Don't you want your money coming on time
Die with me, die with me, die with me
I just got a whip and it's all mine
All I had to do was die
Sleeping on the couch, good for your spine
Think about it you could–
How I'm stuck up in a bayou
Homie I done passed right by you
Heard what you worth I could buy you
Why you gotta lie too
Tell em that you did when you tried to
Color money dollars y'all dye lute
And I know passion
Love 'em but that nigga be naggin'
Seen 'em in the alley what's happening
Click clack blast 'em
Got a pair of wings and a casket
Ford but I drive it like an Aston
Why you wanna live on a couple bucks
Give but it ain't enough
Always gotta wonder where your
Next dollar coming from
Talk about a dollar but the
Check didn't ever come
Now you wanna holla 'bout the
Stress sound really dumb
Meanwhile, I count digit's
Meanwhile, you couch swimming
Meanwhile, I lack vision?
30 40 50 I'm protected
30 40 50 You don't know
All you niggas hoping to be us
Why you waiting tryna drive the boat
Bitch I drive the muhfucking bus
Burn your burdens swinging with the ghosts
Stick to dreaming wake up and you stuck
House and a crib and a spouse and a whip
No doubts when you live like us yo
You ain't dead yet? Bitch I'm dead already
You ain't fed yet? I get bread already
Still no Benz yet my Honda got getty
And my ends set i get fetti on fetti
Uh you ain't dead yet?
Bitch I'm dead already you ain't fed yet?
I get bread already still no Benz yet
My Honda got getty and my ends set
I get fetti on fetti uh
You ain't fed yet? I get bread already
Still no Benz yet my Honda got getty
And my ends set i get fetti on fetti
Uh you ain't dead yet?
Bitch I'm dead already you ain't fed yet?
I get bread already still no Benz yet
My Honda got getty and my ends set
I get fetti on fetti uh
You don't wanna be stressed
For your whole life, right?
Die with me, die with me, die with me
Don't you want your money coming on time
Die with me, die with me, die with me
I just got a whip and it's all mine
All I had to do was die
Sleeping on the couch, good for your spine
Think about it you could–
How I'm stuck up in a bayou
Homie I done passed right by you
Heard what you worth I could buy you
Why you gotta lie too
Tell em that you did when you tried to
Color money dollars y'all dye lute
And I know passion
Love 'em but that nigga be naggin'
Seen 'em in the alley what's happening
Click clack blast 'em
Got a pair of wings and a casket
Ford but I drive it like an Aston
Why you wanna live on a couple bucks
Give but it ain't enough
Always gotta wonder where your
Next dollar coming from
Talk about a dollar but the
Check didn't ever come
Now you wanna holla 'bout the
Stress sound really dumb
Meanwhile, I count digit's
Meanwhile, you couch swimming
Meanwhile, I lack vision?
30 40 50 I'm protected
30 40 50 You don't know
All you niggas hoping to be us
Why you waiting tryna drive the boat
Bitch I drive the muhfucking bus
Burn your burdens swinging with the ghosts
Stick to dreaming wake up and you stuck
House and a crib and a spouse and a whip
No doubts when you live like us yo
You ain't dead yet? Bitch I'm dead already
You ain't fed yet? I get bread already
Still no Benz yet my Honda got getty
And my ends set i get fetti on fetti
Uh you ain't dead yet?
Bitch I'm dead already you ain't fed yet?
I get bread already still no Benz yet
My Honda got getty and my ends set
I get fetti on fetti uh