Juke 21k - If I Die Lyrics

Hmm hmm drifting away
I Can't feel my face
Perky all day
Poured a ace
Pour the Act
Deuce Ace
Yeah yeah, aye
I believe I can fly
I know I'll spread my wings if I die
Working hard to get these better things oh I
Oh i
I believe I can fly
I know I'll spread my wings if I die
Working hard to get these better things oh I
Oh i
I might pull up in a fisker
Aye bitch I ball like reggie miler
Get that pack and then I run it CJ spiller
She get dough then imma peel her
I'm a expert no beginner
And my jewelry super cold just like the winter
Twisting backwoods got a splinter
I eat that pussy up for dinner
Say she wetter so I had to get up in her
Run them racks up like a sprinter
Aye run them racks up like a sprinter
I'm a expert im a expert no beginner
Yeah yeah yeah
Jump in that pussy knock walls off
F*ck that lil bitch with a rubber you niggas know me I cannot do no raw dog
Them niggas snitching they all laws
I kill that nigga he a lost cause
Bitch we be barking we all dogs
Suck on my dick til she lockjaw
Hit from the back she like 'yahh yahh'
Snuck from the back and we saw y'all
Got a backflip with the sawed off
I threw the pack and they got mossed
I'm a winning nigga I don't like loss
Hit hella malls I don't ask the cost
Pussy nigga starting to piss me off
Pour the lean I don't like coughs
And I'm in the hole just like golf
I believe I can fly
I know I'll spread my wings if I die
Working hard to get these better things oh I
Oh i
I believe I can fly
I know I'll spread my wings if I die
Working hard to get these better things oh I
Oh i
Don't put no ice in my lean
I'm finna drown in codeine
I'm pouring 4s in my sleep
Imma be geeked for a week
Niggas be flexing they week, yeah
I spent a g on my sneaks, woah
Hop in the whip with a freak oh, hop in the whip with a freak, aye
I ain't gotta say imma boss cause she know
She break her neck when I walk through the door
I need a ice pack cause my pockets on swole
I hit from the back while I thumb through my roll
I pour the mud cause it help with my patenice
I drop the top and she see constellations
Rocking all white like a young nigga racist
Yeah you can try but you cannot replace me, no
Cheddar cheese want the cheddar
Nigga getting better, Gucci on my sweater
Packing a berretta, changing up the weather
I'm a intellectual, bitches know I'm clever
Keys to the wraith, nigga you a snake
How you say you real when all your jewelry fake
I just got a P of cookies I can bake
Hm, hate to say it jewelry like a lake
I was in the trenches, jumping over fences
12 tried to get me hiding in the ditches
I was in the water swimming with the fishes
No I'm not a chef I be in the kitchen
Niggas say they gang but they ain't official
I be in the field dodging all the missles
Clutching on my pistol, niggas say they miss you
But they still gon diss you, and that's when you gone