[Intro: Stuntman Mike]
Remember when I said this car was death proof?
Well that wasn't a lie
This car is 100% death proof
[Hook]
I'm 22 and I'm death proof
Never gonna die, look at what I’ve been through
Only got everything to lose
Spent it all on the booze, and the boys came thru
I'm 22 and I'm death proof
Never gonna die after what I lived through
I think I'm invincible when that line invisible
I can’t help myself, I'm gon' kill myself
I can't help myself, I'm gon' kill myself
(Good day to die, good day to drive, good night to drive, goodnight, goodbye)
[Verse 1]
Yeah, but God knows I been patient
I got bitches waiting for me in the basement
Getting faded, keep forgetting where my drank went, got a
Biddy sitting adjacent, titty placement pretty as her face is
Now I’m sipping that Jameson that my game is in, cause I ain’t saying shit, I
Got a taste for a crazy bitch, she don’t hesitate to shake her hips
I gave her six digits, within six minutes she gave me a ring, I’m a patriot
Doing what Brady did, got a blunt and a butler, that famous shit
Like famous kids, I been blazing it since a young’n, been judged, I’m okay with it
Cause this life my favorite, and I know that one day I’m gonna pay for it
My generation get hate for it, ashamed of it, just blame the kids
I wasn’t raised like this
I said I’m sorry Moms, guess I was made like this
You created something dangerous
Know I had a lot of drinks, lost count at ten
Know I’m bad, can’t think, blacked out at ten
I don’t wanna fuckin sleep on the floor again
Hop in the Delorean, reverse it, then I floor it, man
(88 miles per hour!!) But I can only move forward man
Lord, I ain’t even gonna make it to my Jordan year
Somebody need to educate me, get the board in here
Borderline dying, just a matter of time
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Lost all common sense
Ball drop, q ball, drop dead
Call lost, last call, cops said
It was all your fault, shoulda stopped me before I (skrt)
You thought shit was poppin
You thought I was ballin, my body was rotting
You all saw me falling, but nobody caught me
I got too cocky, got too sloppy, not me
Oh my god
Champagne Papi ain’t got shit on me
Put it on my headstone, put this in your headphones
Way past wavy, I’m a fuckin tsunami
Call up the navy, calling to arms
Calling it karma, oh Momma I’m sorry
Pass me what pass as cigar and I’ll ash it
I’m crashing your party, then crashing my car
[Outro]
I’m 22, I’ll be dead soon
Knew what I got into when I met you
Oh my god, if I have another drink I might die
At least for the night, I'll forget you
I'm 22, and I'm reckless
You don't give a fuck, I just get neglected
You wish you had said goodbye, it's beautiful day to die
I can't help myself, I'm gon' kill myself
Couldn't help myself, I done killed myself
(Good day to die, good day to drive, good night to drive, goodnight, goodbye)
Archer (Rap) released Death Proof on Sat Feb 20 2016.