DIE4ME

(Young Rich Squad) Okay Aiight Yeah, yo Yeah, yo Yeah, yo Aight Yo My bitch is bad but she won't stop the texting me Act like a referee Bitch, come have s*x with me I don't wan' f******u unless you gon' beg for me Let's get you tested I can't get no STD Met yo bitch sister they both be obsessed with me Opp niggas mad I got rich and successful They hoping 'n' wishing the cops would arrest a G We find ya house and address to address it G Rest in peace Bank, in the bank I be flexing Might buy me a Tesla, self-driving be extra Big Mr. Trap they know I'ma professor I ain't go to college still teach you a lesson Scale it and flip it I know how to stretch it The Glock almost silent I use the suppressor Mail it and pile it the shit can get violent These bitches be wilding they know I'ma flexer Oh What should I drive today? Gucci, Louis, Fendi, Prada day Wait You do not gotta hate Why you niggas isn't proud of me? Whoa, I'm on the block today Choppas out I got a Glock today Boaw You could get hit my nigga So just know there isn't stopping me Uh, yeah My bitch p***y Taste like red light sabers Big dick fucker like a red light saber Dark side feeling like I'm Darth Vader Yo, rich on my b-day I don't do um-um I don't do v-day I don't have Valentines You wanna meet me? You gotta compromise I need some privacy I'm in that Benzo stackin' my bands up Please don't bother me I keep that .44 under that seat 'case they try robbing me I told my main hoe if she love me baby don't lie to me Said that she just want me for money, that's alright for me Baby ride for me She gon', she gon' Ride with me, haha Nod with me If you feel that rock with me With me, with me Need someone who'd die for me With me For me With me For me With me, yeah Either way you with me Uh-huh --- DIE4ME - Joey Trap