OverDoz. - Live For, Die For lyrics
[OverDoz. - Live For, Die For lyrics]
Live for, die for
Find me smokin with the
Blunnit's in the back, yo girl in the front
They say OD is nuts this is just precum
Black vans, black jeans, my fit's racist
If you ain't ready to die
For this don't say shit
Homies waiting on us to blow up, grow up
We need more bucks, some more weed, no sus
Niggas around us, Mizzle back em up
Freddie said we got another
Check we stackin up
Shout out to axel, bricks, jbc fam, and dom
Ruski, ebo, and devo baby, foof, simba
And quan curn, the twins and all my niggas
That kick it on haas
Arrogant veggies, zip, my fans
And kendrick lamar
Jet, and moe and I can't forget
About the oh my god
The sb's, the hg's, squares, tiff, and emon
Lausd, overdoz, the blunnit's duh
Team run la, we major, calmatic, dena
To marz
Puffin on dat sticky icky real
Stinky got my eyes red
This ain't no mic check
We makin time stretch
Questionin my conscience cuz the sky's
What my mind's on niggas think they fly?
Check the latitude that I'm on
Don't fight the feelin it's time to roll
Let the b-100-z's take you where you wanna go
And we bad than a mutha
Them suckas gotta suffer
Young niggas way cooler rockin
Beanies in the summer
Don't care who's on top
Watch the dogs come up under
Find me smokin with the
Blunnit's in the back, yo girl in the front
They say OD is nuts this is just precum
Black vans, black jeans, my fit's racist
If you ain't ready to die
For this don't say shit
Homies waiting on us to blow up, grow up
We need more bucks, some more weed, no sus
Niggas around us, Mizzle back em up
Freddie said we got another
Check we stackin up
Shout out to axel, bricks, jbc fam, and dom
Ruski, ebo, and devo baby, foof, simba
And quan curn, the twins and all my niggas
That kick it on haas
Arrogant veggies, zip, my fans
And kendrick lamar
Jet, and moe and I can't forget
About the oh my god
The sb's, the hg's, squares, tiff, and emon
Lausd, overdoz, the blunnit's duh
Team run la, we major, calmatic, dena
To marz
Puffin on dat sticky icky real
Stinky got my eyes red
This ain't no mic check
We makin time stretch
Questionin my conscience cuz the sky's
What my mind's on niggas think they fly?
Check the latitude that I'm on
Don't fight the feelin it's time to roll
Let the b-100-z's take you where you wanna go
And we bad than a mutha
Them suckas gotta suffer
Young niggas way cooler rockin
Beanies in the summer
Don't care who's on top
Watch the dogs come up under