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j4ydizz1e - working on dying! lyrics

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[hook: j4ydizz1e]

god d-mn, had to scrt out of the lamb

n-gg-s tryna set me up i had to bust out of the jam

these n-gg-s out here fake beefing, boy, stop with all the spam

i’m really working up on dying but i gotta have a plan

got a show out in cali flew to vegas same night

i need my bands, i need my guala, swipe the card like f-ck the price

these n-gg-s hating and they faking i can see through the disguise

these boys be capping up for clout because they want a wrist like mine

[verse 1: j4ydizz1e]

want a wrist like mine, these demons tryna take my mind, yeah

put 3 in your spine then leave you in the far behind, yeah

cash i want that sh-t, it’s fine i’ll make it by myself, uh

smarter than you know you’ll never see me in a cell, yeah

aye i made it work, huh

money on a spurt, huh

hit the loud then i get scared i’m finna hit the curb, huh

b-tch i made it happen get like me i’m blowing up

catch me with zendaya riding in a bentley truck

[hook: j4ydizz1e]

god d-mn, had to scrt out of the lamb

n-gg-s tryna set me up i had to bust out of the jam

these n-gg-s out here fake beefing, boy, stop with all the spam

i’m really working up on dying but i gotta have a plan

got a show out in cali flew to vegas same night

i need my bands, i need my guala, swipe the card like f-ck the price

these n-gg-s hating and they faking i can see through the disguise

these boys be capping up for clout because they want a wrist like mine

[verse 2: j4ydizz1e]

baby i’m the man, i don’t have time for all your plans, no

you don’t know then read about it money on expand, yeah

and if you tryna play me, sh-t won’t work

pop that n-gg-, like a rubber band, that sh-t gone hurt

aye my girl model she the cover for the covergirl

and if she wanting anything i’ll give that girl the world

yeah these n-gg-s hate me but for what the money in a curl

what i make them sick down to the stomach yeah they finna hurl

[hook: j4ydizz1e]

god d-mn, had to scrt out of the lamb

n-gg-s tryna set me up i had to bust out of the jam

these n-gg-s out here fake beefing, boy, stop with all the spam

i’m really working up on dying but i gotta have a plan

got a show out in cali flew to vegas same night

i need my bands, i need my guala, swipe the card like f-ck the price

these n-gg-s hating and they faking i can see through the disguise

these boys be capping up for clout because they want a wrist like mine

[outro: zendaya]

zendaya, you’re a bad-ss. and i was like, take me up!

- j4ydizz1e lyrics

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