Aktbo - You Gon' Die Lyrics

"I swear to god, they better stop f*cking playing with me"
"I done put up with too much f*cking shit to be treated like this"
"I'ma pull up and piss on that little bitch, and his pussy ass ain't gonna do nothing"
"He ain't gonna do a f*cking thing"

Band man, band man, can you do a handstand
Told that little bitch to toot it up, while I do my dance
Hop up in the vic, and do the race, you know I ain't playing
I can say it more than once, but you know what the f*ck I'm saying bitch

(Balenciaga, on my feet, yeah)
(That little bitch, she want my meat, yeah)
(I need a break, out on the beach, yeah)

You gon die, f*cking with me bitch
We gon slide, we on that street shit
I can see it in your eyes, you ain't ever shoot shit
Just know when I pull up with my stick, that bitch is ruthless
She ain't got no heart, she just like going through shit

Bust up in your room shit
Pistol whip your bitch, and then we blast you to the moon bitch
And we don't leave a f*cking thing, but brains in yo bed sheets
I don't know how I'm feeling, but I'm not happy
(I'm never f*cking happy)

I'm stressed, I need rest, and I'm mad as f*ck
Impressed, he knows best, until I hit him like a truck
Contest, say less, you can shut the f*ck
Your opinion don't mean shit, I don't know what you had thunk

Band man, band man, can you do a handstand
Told that little bitch to toot it up, while I do my dance
Hop up in the vic, and do the race, you know I ain't playing
I can say it more than once, but you know what the f*ck I'm saying bitch

(Balenciaga, on my feet, yeah)
(That little bitch, she want my meat, yeah)
(I need a break, out on the beach, yeah)

You gon die, f*cking with me bitch
We gon slide, we on that street shit
I can see it in your eyes, you ain't ever shoot shit
Just know when I pull up with my stick, that bitch is ruthless
She ain't got no heart, she just like going through shit

I'm so f*cking high, I feel like I'm on the moon bitch
I've been popping pills, just to function, just to do shit
Can you keep it real, and just miss me with the bullshit
Can you tell me how you feel, and tell me what the move is bitch
(Whats the move bitch)

You ain't one to shoot shit, never want to do shit
You just want to stay at home, and roll a blunt, but that ain't cool bitch
You ain't f*cking cool, and you ain't slick bitch

Band man, band man, can you do a handstand
Told that little bitch to toot it up, while I do my dance
Hop up in the vic, and do the race, you know I ain't playing
I can say it more than once, but you know what the f*ck I'm saying bitch

(Balenciaga, on my feet, yeah)
(That little bitch, she want my meat, yeah)
(I need a break, out on the beach, yeah)
You gon die, f*cking with me bitch