I’m Working on Dying
I might move like a cobra
But I’m far from a snake
Said I live in the moment
Got an expensive taste
She tried lie the money
Know that girl want my cake
Might [?] from Lil Uzi
You changed straight from the Lick
Slam on her, O’neal
I do not care how you feel
All my diamonds, they teal
White gold, but your chain still
Boy, you so broke, that’s real
I’m strung on the money like neal
Red stripes when I lift my shoe
Red bottoms on the bottom of her heel
Um, yeah, we take the top off the foreigns
Take the top off ‘less she snorin’
Um, yeah, take my red bottoms
Then she woke up now she orange
Um, yeah, I can tell them niggas fake, but I don’t know what he on
Um, yeah, He know that he just make it rain, but I’m just making storm
Um, yeah
Aye, aye, aye
None of these bitches I chase
Bitch, I’m addicted to chase (aye)
Money stack up in my safe (aye)
Racks [?] so it ain’t safe (aye)
She wanna hit my weed but I told this girl this a face (aye)
I swear y’all niggas, y’all late
Y’all turnin’ that human in me right into bait
Your pockets so weight
You tryna keep up in them shits, they deflate
Okay, I got me a gotti
Just in case you try to race (aye)
Okay, I know ’bout some bodies
But I put my hand on my face
I might move like a cobra
But I’m far from a snake
Said I live in the moment
Got an expensive taste
She tried love the money
Know that girl want my cake
Might […] from Lil Uzi
You changed straight from the lick
Slam on her, O’neal
I do not care how you feel
All my diamonds, they teal
White gold, but your chain still
Boy, you so broke, that’s real
I’m strung on the money like neal
Red stripes when I lift my shoe
Red bottoms on the bottom of her heel
