Religion

[Intro]

(what about acid)
Yuh

[Chorus]

Bitch I wanna live
I ain't scared to die
Aye yo bitch she at my crib and yuh we getting high
Bitch I'm so fly
I can't get attached [?]
Yeah my bro got a gat yeah he got a fye
That ho is a nat no she not mine
I hop in that scat fuck a speeding fine
I pull out my racks don't get out of line, aye
You a opposition
In the foreign you hear the transmission
I'm rocking them Christians I ain't talking bout the religion

[Verse]

N**** fuck all that dissing
Bro gon clutch and you know he not missing
That boy out of luck if he snakin, hissing
Yeah she finna suck I dont do all the kissing
I keep it a buck with you know I ain't dissing
That lame shit stuck with you keeping them disses
I'm getting this bread tryna plot, scheme
She giving that head yeah she topping me
That shit be so dead take a lot in me
Her message delivered no read receipts
Can't trust a living n**** [?]
So I'm boutta [?]

[Chorus]

Bitch I wanna live
I ain't scared to die
Aye yo bitch she at my crib and yuh we getting high
Bitch I'm so fly
I can't get attached [?]
Yeah my bro got a gat yeah he got a fye
That ho is a nat no she not mine
I hop in that scat fuck a speeding fine
I pull out my racks don't get out of line, aye
You a opposition
In the foreign you hear the transmission
I'm rocking them Christians I ain't talking bout the religion