DOD
Yeah gang uh
Trippy in my silk shirt
Loose enough to tuck a chain
For the be my pink fall
My lil pump they Gucci gang uh
Big shit all I pop is big shit
Chopper so long when I walk it make me limp shit
Big shit big shit all I talk is big shit
Clip full of bald heads Nomuzi's in that big shit
No corner's big enough to cuddle
If I ever see some trouble my lil uzi gon mumble
No corner's big enough to cuddle
If I ever see some trouble my lil uzi gon mumble
Who them guys gotta scrutinize
Check the corner for them blueish lights
You a pusher or you a buyer
Got the hook up for a goodish price
I don't do consignment got some good advice
Who are you who am I
Who the truth nigga who a lie
You be bugging is you wise
You a thug now you the guy
Got them guns you never utilise
You adorable a cutey pie
You look horrible in that disguise
What you couldn't do the suit and tie
Second chance to be a cooler guy
You in high school again or you just high
Living in your own world you would die
Trippy in my silk shirt
Loose enough to tuck a chain
For only be my pink fall
My lil pump they Gucci gang uh
Big shit all I pop is big shit
Chopper so long when I walk it make me limp shit
Big shit big shit all I talk is big shit
Clip full of bald heads Nomuzi's in that big shit
No corner's big enough to cuddle
If I ever see some trouble my lil uzi gon mumble
No corner's big enough to cuddle
If I ever see some trouble my lil uzi gon mumble
Big shit all I pop is big shit
Chopper so long when I walk it make me limp shit
Big shit big shit all I talk is big shit
Clip full of bald heads Nomuzi's in that big shit
Uh
Do or die
Do it for the moola
I'm losing snoozes
Paranoia losing cheese is petrifying
Dabbing with some dealings
Dancing dabbing with the devil just to double all my digits
Do the dash I'm dame in the digital
Do it till you finished though they finished you
They dare me for this dough
You bet I did just what they didn't do
Wouldn't you
Bullet proof vested like I'm finna get rich or die
Do it for the culture do it just to catch a vibe
Do the money dance do the Diddy bop
I hustled on every block you didn't do diddly squat
Probably had your face stuck in some pretty bitch's twat
Probably the same thought busy giving me the box
Papi I can't stop till I get a Bentley cop a
Pressy and a cerdes drop
Benjies on my lady shop
Crazy for my baby
Rock shades inside a maybe not
And still let my mans hold the crazy watch
Do or die trying that's what made me hot
