Death On My Shoulder

[Intro]
(Dara got that fye fuck goin on)
(Darkspin tag)
(Kilo tag)
(Ayo KG count it up)

[verse]
I don’t wanna talk
Ima pop a bean finna mix it with the wok
You not on shit all you do is fuckin talk
Bands they on me all my pockets full of knots
Beam it’s on me and it’s on my fuckin Glock
Watch my wrist work, when I mix it in the pot
In the fast lane, foreign car I’m in the lot
I won’t think straight, off these drugs I can not walk
V12 coupe yea I’m fast so foot to gas see ya I’m gone

Never showin love
They ain’t show no love but now I’m up don’t give a fuck
Get so high I be geeked up on these drugs I’m having fun
I got zaza in my wood it fill my chest it hit my lungs
Why you mad hatin on the winning team because you suck
I got 30 on me if he talkin we gunna fill him up
I got gas pack you a lame you ain’t smokin no runts
You can’t hang around me because you brokе ain’t up enough

(Thunder)

(Heart bеat x3)

[second verse]

W-w-w-we always outside
Broke boy sit inside
He tryna press me
We send him to the sky
Walk inside the Gucci store they finna get me fly
I got Rick on my jacket mix the Raf and number nine
Neiman Marcus store, finna get me right
Ima blow that bag, cuz one day ima die
We can get you zoed, won’t put up a fight
That drum on me reload, we catch him by surprise
We gunna whip his nose, got him seein twice
I found my bitch in vouge, she gun stay the night
Gotta say on your toes, they wanna take my life
I can’t love a hoe, can’t trust a soul in sight

Dropped a couple hunnids on some chrome heart
I know that they mad, cuz I’m goin far
Sippin on that stuff, got me seein stars
Hop inside the spaceship couple I take a trip to mars
Big ol racks on wrist, I want the Audemar
She gun lick the tip, when I’m off a bar
Got banana clips, I don’t need a Gaurd
We got diffrent sticks, aim em out the fuckin car

(Hahahaha)