Yeah
What's up what's up with it?
Bitch I run my city
Driving round town (Ugh)
Riding round slow
F*ck the 5-0 car full of 5 hoes
Them lames hating cause they ain't come close yeah
Muthaf*cka die slow
Driving round town (Ugh)
Riding round slow
Pop my dros smoke my dope
I can't wait till the day they eyes close yeah
Muthaf*cka die slow
F*ck you if you hate
I f*ck with y'all who f*ck with me
Forever run the state y'all forever stuck with me
Ima hold it down you just gotta put your trust in me (Yeah)
And you can bet them lame dudes ain't ever touching me (Naw)
That's your girl why she always showing love to me? (Why)
Hit me on the Snap she like "I need company"
Lips around the dick while she looking up to me
I start recording sit back relax comfortably
We ain't the same mane you ain't gang gang
I lane change you just try to do the same thing
I know they saying things it won't change things
We riding round we maintain swang swang
Roll up the Backwoods that honey bourbon (Roll up)
She playing with my (ye) she got me swerving (hold up)
Got my hand up on her head like a turban (Rup)
Out here earning while the world keep turning (Sheesh)
Driving round town (Ugh)
Riding round slow
F*ck the 5-0 car full of 5 hoes
Them lames hating cause they ain't come close yeah
Muthaf*cka die slow
Driving round town (Ugh)
Riding round slow
Pop my dros smoke my dope
I can't wait till the day they eyes close yeah
Muthaf*cka die slow
Heard a lot of people say I wouldn't be shit (True)
Bitch please sit
Your word don't mean shit (Naw)
325xi v6 (Skrt skrt)
Sip and get high and I'm bumping 3-6 (Mafia)
All at one time I be f*cking 3 chicks (I do)
They all want a piece like a f*cking Reese's (They do)
Set the high score dawg they ain't beat this (Naw)
I never gave a f*ck and that ain't no secret (Nope)
Skin type-nilla I might drill-her
Pop me a pill-a crack a seal-a
Local drug deal-er hundred dolla bill-a
Flow mo' illa none mo' realer
You never making moves never do shit (Facts)
I'm out here making moves making new shit (Raps)
Never f*ck with them if they got them loose lips (Never)
Bitch I'm gone watch me chunk the deuces yeuuh
Driving round town (Ugh)
Riding round slow
F*ck the 5-0 car full of 5 hoes
Them lames hating cause they ain't come close yeah
Muthaf*cka die slow
Driving round town (Ugh)
Riding round slow
Pop my dros smoke my dope
I can't wait till the day they eyes close yeah
Muthaf*cka die slow
Yung GOD - Die Slow Lyrics
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Yeah
What's up what's up with it?
Bitch I run my city
Driving round town (Ugh)
Riding round slow
F*ck the 5-0 car full of 5 hoes
Them lames hating cause they ain't come close yeah
Muthaf*cka die slow
Driving round town (Ugh)
Riding round slow
Pop my dros smoke my dope
I can't wait till the day they eyes close yeah
Muthaf*cka die slow
F*ck you if you hate
I f*ck with y'all who f*ck with me
Forever run the state y'all forever stuck with me
Ima hold it down you just gotta put your trust in me (Yeah)
And you can bet them lame dudes ain't ever touching me (Naw)
That's your girl why she always showing love to me? (Why)
Hit me on the Snap she like "I need company"
Lips around the dick while she looking up to me
I start recording sit back relax comfortably
We ain't the same mane you ain't gang gang
I lane change you just try to do the same thing
I know they saying things it won't change things
We riding round we maintain swang swang
Roll up the Backwoods that honey bourbon (Roll up)
She playing with my (ye) she got me swerving (hold up)
Got my hand up on her head like a turban (Rup)
Out here earning while the world keep turning (Sheesh)
Driving round town (Ugh)
Riding round slow
F*ck the 5-0 car full of 5 hoes
Them lames hating cause they ain't come close yeah
Muthaf*cka die slow
Driving round town (Ugh)
Riding round slow
Pop my dros smoke my dope
I can't wait till the day they eyes close yeah
Muthaf*cka die slow
Heard a lot of people say I wouldn't be shit (True)
Bitch please sit
Your word don't mean shit (Naw)
325xi v6 (Skrt skrt)
Sip and get high and I'm bumping 3-6 (Mafia)
All at one time I be f*cking 3 chicks (I do)
They all want a piece like a f*cking Reese's (They do)
Set the high score dawg they ain't beat this (Naw)
I never gave a f*ck and that ain't no secret (Nope)
Skin type-nilla I might drill-her
Pop me a pill-a crack a seal-a
Local drug deal-er hundred dolla bill-a
Flow mo' illa none mo' realer
You never making moves never do shit (Facts)
I'm out here making moves making new shit (Raps)
Never f*ck with them if they got them loose lips (Never)
Bitch I'm gone watch me chunk the deuces yeuuh
Driving round town (Ugh)
Riding round slow
F*ck the 5-0 car full of 5 hoes
Them lames hating cause they ain't come close yeah
Muthaf*cka die slow
Driving round town (Ugh)
Riding round slow
Pop my dros smoke my dope
I can't wait till the day they eyes close yeah
Muthaf*cka die slow
What's up what's up with it?
Bitch I run my city
Driving round town (Ugh)
Riding round slow
F*ck the 5-0 car full of 5 hoes
Them lames hating cause they ain't come close yeah
Muthaf*cka die slow
Driving round town (Ugh)
Riding round slow
Pop my dros smoke my dope
I can't wait till the day they eyes close yeah
Muthaf*cka die slow
F*ck you if you hate
I f*ck with y'all who f*ck with me
Forever run the state y'all forever stuck with me
Ima hold it down you just gotta put your trust in me (Yeah)
And you can bet them lame dudes ain't ever touching me (Naw)
That's your girl why she always showing love to me? (Why)
Hit me on the Snap she like "I need company"
Lips around the dick while she looking up to me
I start recording sit back relax comfortably
We ain't the same mane you ain't gang gang
I lane change you just try to do the same thing
I know they saying things it won't change things
We riding round we maintain swang swang
Roll up the Backwoods that honey bourbon (Roll up)
She playing with my (ye) she got me swerving (hold up)
Got my hand up on her head like a turban (Rup)
Out here earning while the world keep turning (Sheesh)
Driving round town (Ugh)
Riding round slow
F*ck the 5-0 car full of 5 hoes
Them lames hating cause they ain't come close yeah
Muthaf*cka die slow
Driving round town (Ugh)
Riding round slow
Pop my dros smoke my dope
I can't wait till the day they eyes close yeah
Muthaf*cka die slow
Heard a lot of people say I wouldn't be shit (True)
Bitch please sit
Your word don't mean shit (Naw)
325xi v6 (Skrt skrt)
Sip and get high and I'm bumping 3-6 (Mafia)
All at one time I be f*cking 3 chicks (I do)
They all want a piece like a f*cking Reese's (They do)
Set the high score dawg they ain't beat this (Naw)
I never gave a f*ck and that ain't no secret (Nope)
Skin type-nilla I might drill-her
Pop me a pill-a crack a seal-a
Local drug deal-er hundred dolla bill-a
Flow mo' illa none mo' realer
You never making moves never do shit (Facts)
I'm out here making moves making new shit (Raps)
Never f*ck with them if they got them loose lips (Never)
Bitch I'm gone watch me chunk the deuces yeuuh
Driving round town (Ugh)
Riding round slow
F*ck the 5-0 car full of 5 hoes
Them lames hating cause they ain't come close yeah
Muthaf*cka die slow
Driving round town (Ugh)
Riding round slow
Pop my dros smoke my dope
I can't wait till the day they eyes close yeah
Muthaf*cka die slow
Writer: Michael Lisciandra
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid