Willin’ 2 Die

[Verse 1]
I never thought I see the a day, a bitch like me gotta kill a ho
I grip the .44 with a AK
What you say, come around my way with the paper
Fuck a hater, I'm smoking weed straight out Jamaica
I ain't no caker, A bitch like me don't trust a nigga
Cause if he play me, I'm ready to bust a nigga with the gat
Lay him flat, on his back like a mat
They see me getting buck and they just don't know how to act
I'm sippin liquor, how you figure time would go by any quicker
I'm on that lean, crazy in the brain, can't get no sicker
They asking where the bread at
Don't get yo head cracked
Fuck my money up you dead, tell yo niggas I said that
You may the hardest but I'm heartless, regardless
You gone make me pull yo card bitch
Throw you in a yard ditch, straight up
Raider Klan or put yo face on a hard dick
Don't start shit unless you plan to finish like a fucking menace
I'm getting high, smokin kush with the windows tinted
I'm ready to kill any muthafucka in my path
Feel my wrath when I'm doing numbers but ain't good at math
I'm deep in the streets of the ghetto
Some bitches out to get me so I always keep that metal
Gold grill yellow shining when I say hello
Going hella slow, big toe, belly on the pedal
Yo, I'm stayin true to the game mane
Trynna maintain but still its just the same thang
You either selling dope or you gangbang
It ain't the 80's, [??] Niggas it ain't changed
I'm out here mailing packs like I'm selling crack
Feels like I been to hell and back but I ain't telling that

[Hook]
Nigga come and ride with ya bitch
I'm willin to die for this shit
I'm willin to die for this shit
Nigga come and ride with ya bitch
I'm willin to die for this shit
I'm willin to die
Nigga come and ride with ya bitch
I'm willin to die for this shit
I'm willin to die
Nigga come and ride with ya bitch
I'm willin to die for this shit
I'm willin to die
Nigga come and ride with ya bitch
I'm willin to die for this shit
I'm willin to die
Nigga come and ride with ya bitch
I'm willin to die for this shit
I'm willin to die