DIE LIT
Lyrics of DIE LIT by Kee Nola
(What the fuck?)
I think I need help yeah, I can′t find myself here
Shoutout to my ex though, that ho turned me up, yeah
They say that I’m famous, I′m still on the same shit
I ain’t even make no new friends in this shit
These the niggas I came with
Of course I ain’t counting the ones that switched
All of these rap niggas fake as a bitch
All of these bad bitches six six six
If she lie to me once and the bitch gotta split
Liu Kang chopper the stick got kick
Yeah, I′m rich but I still tote blick
Put a bag on your head nigga pop that zit
Went bust-down Carti′ ‘cause I might die lit
I switched the lane up
I put the pain up
I fucked the game up
They ain′t never seen a nigga rock like this
I got a whole lot of motherfuckin’ cash
She ain′t never seen shit pop like this
Richer than all of them niggas you had
Yeah she ain’t never seen no guap like this
These niggas never thought it was gon′ be me
Fuck it I’m switchin’ the plot right quick
This bitch just told me she never gon′ see me
Damn I ain′t never had top like this
Hop out the black truck I’m fly as a motherfucker
They ain′t never seen no watch like this
Fresh to death make a bitch drop right quick
Love me Then bitch die right quick
Hold up
I gotta hard time adjustin’ to fame but shid I′m still with the gang
These niggas say what the fuck they want ‘bout me
But these niggas can′t say that I changed
These bitches hurt me deep and it fucked me up
But if ain’t no pain no gain
Everybody outside sunny days
But I’m on my own when it′s time to rain
Yeah
(Yes, sir)
So when it′s my time it’s gon′ pour I’ma make sure of that
(Yes, sir)
So when it′s my time it’s gon′ pour I’ma make sure of that
I think I need help yeah, I can’t find myself here
Shoutout to my ex though, that ho turned me up, yeah
They say that I′m famous, I′m still on the same shit
I ain’t even make no new friends in this shit
These the niggas I came with
Of course I ain′t counting the ones that switched
All of these rap niggas fake as a bitch
All of these bad bitches six six six
If she lie to me once and the bitch gotta split
Liu Kang chopper the stick got kick
Yeah, I’m rich but I still tote blick
Put a bag on your head nigga pop that zit
Went bust-down Carti′ ‘cause I might die lit