Die Wit Em
ScHoolboy Q
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Oh, woo Oh, yeah Got that .40 on my lap, I'm God nigga (God, God, God) Hit that bitch from yesterday, she my nigga (My, my, my) Got that .223 on me, it dive in 'em (Ayy, slide, slide, slide) You keep talking, bitch, then you can die wit 'em (Die, die, die, ayy) White chalk on the ground, the squad did it (Squad, squad, squad, ayy) One came with two clips, it came wit it (Came wit it, ayy) Old school got that leanin', top missing (Top, top, top, ayy) '64 side to side, it bounce, ribbit (Ribbit, ribbit, ribbit, ayy) Rapping shit we live, we been did it (Been, been, ayy) Mix and match my bitch, she real different (Real, real, real, ayy) Beat my bitches’ asses dumb stupid (Dumb, dumb, dumb, ayy) 911, twin turb', it sound foolish (Sound, sound, sound, ayy) Couple pieces, gotta have it (Have it, ayy) Caught a wave, is it magic? (Uh) Crush your head, is it magic? (Uh, ayy) Dropping bodies in the casket (Uh) I'm a legend in the set (Yeah) Your big homie getting checked (Uh) The realest nigga out the West (Uh) Makaveli in the flesh (Uh) Orange bean you think about it (Uh) Got a pistol out the closet (Uh) Another mil to deposit (Uh) Heard your record, I'm your father (Uh) Switching styles, pick a product (Uh) Snatching bitches by the Prada's (Uh) Hit a lick up in the Pradas (Uh) Another win for the robbers Got that .40 on my lap, I'm God nigga (God, God, God) Hit that bitch from yesterday, she my nigga (My, my, my) Got that .223 on me, it dive in 'em (Ayy, slide, slide, slide) You keep talking, bitch, then you can die wit 'em (Die, die, die, ayy) No aim with this kick, I'm wild wit it (Wild, wild, wild) Hop out in them Chucks, get down nigga (Down, down, down, ayy) Candles lit, he fed the whole corner (Whole, whole, whole, ayy) Bitch don’t call my phone, the feds on us (Feds, feds) One right through your scalp, the wig killer (Wave, wave, wave, ayy) New fur on my bitch, it’s chinchilla (Chilla, chilla, ayy) This here on my wrist, I been had it (Hey, hey, yeah) This here on my hip, do real static (Static, static, yeah, huh) Nigga my bitch is amazing (Amazing) Slapping the clip, perfect (Perfect) Dropping the whip, swerving (Swerving) Balling mane, Balmain (Ayy) See that R.I.C.O., get to hiding (Hiding) MAC .90 get to sliding (Sliding) Step aside, I get to dropping (Ayy) And my hoodie like I'm 'posed to (Ayy) Extra o for the HOVA (Over) Trap tales, I'm a soldier Young nigga get to leaking (Yeah) Nigga beat it, ain't get to breath Niggas die every summer (Uh) Niggas ride every summer (Uh) Bring the heat for the cutter (Uh) Play with sticks, I'm a drummer (Uh) Got that .40 on my lap, I’m God nigga (God, God, God) Hit that bitch from yesterday, she my nigga (My, my, my) Got that .223 on me, it dive in 'em (Ayy, slide, slide, slide) You keep talking, bitch, then you can die wit 'em (Die, die, die) Ayy, .40 on my lap, I'm God nigga (God, God, God) Hit that bitch from yesterday, she my nigga (My, my, my) Got that .223 on me, it dive in 'em (Ayy, slide, slide, slide) You keep talking, bitch, then you can die wit 'em (Die wit 'em)
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Written by: Brock Korsan, Daveon Lamont Jackson, John Earl Julian, Quincy Matthew Hanley, Ronald Latour
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