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yeat - die today remix lyrics

[intro]
(i can’t even drop this sh+t right now, cause [?])
(yeah)
([?]) (2sided go crazy)

[chorus]
woke up to a bag, i got cash where i stay (let’s go)
yeah, this car go way too fast, this a jeep, by the way (skrrt)
when i’m off this pill, i tweak, i can’t sleep, i’m wide awake
vs diamonds on the way, my wrist like livin’ on a lake (wet)
you don’t have no swag, i swear that you could just do better
most these b+tches really broke, had to cut ’em off and dead ’em
yeah, them haters on the way, so i’m gon’ keep myself a beretta (die today, right now) (buh)
yeah, yeah, b+tch, you know that you so fake, so go back down

[verse]
yеah, let’s go, uh, richard mille on the patеk, huh (richard mille)
y’all gon pull up? who you gon’ hit with that tec’? (bow)
yeah, i thought i should’ve (huh), i’m gonna shoot you dead (dead)
drinkin’ too much (huh), my stomach gettin’ big
yeah, racks, yeah, they on overloaded
yeah (yeah), tryna quit that perky slowly
see y’all ass on dog food, got y’all doin’ the roly poly (roly poly)
if y’all see how bright this rollie is, i turn this f+ckin’ rollie [?] (go)
i don’t trust a soul, got a coupe and bulletproofed it (skrrt)
got this money on my own, i don’t need to sit here go and prove it
most y’all music really ass, you need to sit down, go improve it
i got these homme plus jeans on me, these sh+ts like fifteen, i might lose ’em
they ain’t realize that they ran out of that swag, so that confused ’em
man, y’all lackin’, man, y’all lackin’, y’all don’t even have the choice to choose ’em (nah)
it was just me and your b+tch inside this telly, we had a twosome (let’s go)
man, i wake up to a bag like every day, no, i’m not losin’ (let’s go)
[chorus]
woke up to a bag, i got cash where i stay (let’s go)
yeah, this car go way too fast, this a jeep, by the way (skrrt)
when i’m off this pill, i tweak, i can’t sleep, i’m wide awake
vs diamonds on the way, my wrist like livin’ on a lake (wet)
you don’t have no swag, i swear that you could just do better
most these b+tches really broke, had to cut ’em off and dead ’em
yeah, them haters on the way, so i’m gon’ keep myself a beretta (die today, right now) (buh)
yeah, yeah, b+tch, you know that you so fake, so go back down

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