Quinn, OGODTHEDEITY - Want me dead? be my guest lyrics
[Quinn, OGODTHEDEITY - Want me dead? be my guest lyrics]
(How is a motherfucker finna tell me
They want to kill themselves, bruh
How you finna
State mistakes, I'll see hell and the
Devil before I come to that
If you don't like what I'm saying
Bruh, then just kill me then be
My fucking guest fucking kill me
You'll have to do that shit like, you know
Help save your fucking self worry
About yourself, don't fucking
Worry about me, Bitch)
I'll fucking kill myself before you
Get the chance to
Gun to my head, I'mma get cancelled
Brought some blade
But these bones make you dance too
I chop your ass up
And turn you into lamb stool
Running from the suicide, I mean I had to
The want me dead, bitch, blurry, I see red
I didn't want it last time
I even went to bed
Because I never sleep, where
I heard you don't like me, so kill me
Rope around my neck, hang from the ceiling
I keep getting weird, and it's
I feel very numb, I lost my feelings
(, it's not like, the fact that
It's you that's the problem
It's the fact that you act like
It's everyone else's problem
That's what's pissing me the
Fuck off, coming at me saying like "oh
I'll fucking kill you" like stop that shit
If you want me dead
Shoot me in my motherfucking head
I'll 10 crowd will start dispensing
Niggas will do anything for fame
That's depressing
Punch him in his face, beat his ass
Learned his lesson if you talkin shit
You gon' meet a Smith and Wesson
I can't feel my face, off a Perc, I'm off 7
Niggas pose with guns
Anything that is threatening
They be slipping up
Make a nigga start to question
I'm getting tired of people
Asking me for shit get the fuck off my mind
Get off my fucking dick
All these wannabe rappers
This shit make me fucking sick
I cannot take this shit
I cannot take this shit
They want to kill themselves, bruh
How you finna
State mistakes, I'll see hell and the
Devil before I come to that
If you don't like what I'm saying
Bruh, then just kill me then be
My fucking guest fucking kill me
You'll have to do that shit like, you know
Help save your fucking self worry
About yourself, don't fucking
Worry about me, Bitch)
I'll fucking kill myself before you
Get the chance to
Gun to my head, I'mma get cancelled
Brought some blade
But these bones make you dance too
I chop your ass up
And turn you into lamb stool
Running from the suicide, I mean I had to
The want me dead, bitch, blurry, I see red
I didn't want it last time
I even went to bed
Because I never sleep, where
I heard you don't like me, so kill me
Rope around my neck, hang from the ceiling
I keep getting weird, and it's
I feel very numb, I lost my feelings
(, it's not like, the fact that
It's you that's the problem
It's the fact that you act like
It's everyone else's problem
That's what's pissing me the
Fuck off, coming at me saying like "oh
I'll fucking kill you" like stop that shit
If you want me dead
Shoot me in my motherfucking head
I'll 10 crowd will start dispensing
Niggas will do anything for fame
That's depressing
Punch him in his face, beat his ass
Learned his lesson if you talkin shit
You gon' meet a Smith and Wesson
I can't feel my face, off a Perc, I'm off 7
Niggas pose with guns
Anything that is threatening
They be slipping up
Make a nigga start to question
I'm getting tired of people
Asking me for shit get the fuck off my mind
Get off my fucking dick
All these wannabe rappers
This shit make me fucking sick
I cannot take this shit
I cannot take this shit