DIE! Lyrics

DIE!

Listen to this track, bitch

Goldie

No Face No Name

She make me hard, she make me big

She make me wanna kill any bitch

Like, bend over and take this fist

And when it's over, you can take this dick

Wake up with my dick in her hand

I don't give a fuck, where's the stick? Where's the led?

You better run as fast as you can

(Wait, are you in a band?)

No, bitch, get out my face

This ain't a band, this No Face and No Name

I bury his body, I don't leave a trace

If pussy boy buy off me then it is laced, okay?

Wake up with a face full of fuckin' pussy

Put your laces on, bitch, I ain't a fuckin' rookie

When I make a song I make sure that it fuckin' bangs like mothafuckin' King Kong

Lace my drugs, hate my buds, but you can't fucking smoke this blunt

Everyday, I am so fucked up that I feel like I'm the one

DJ Khaled, another blunt

Don't tell me that I fuckin' suck when you copy Juice WRLD, you fuckin' cunt

Suck my fuckin' nuts, bitch

Smoking that pack and I'm smoking that loud

Pussy ass boy, get the fuck out my house

I'm in the club and I'm eating some trout

I'm in a farm and I'm smoking with cows

I'm waking up in the back of a bus like I'm Rosa

You gon' die by my hand, bitch I told ya

Turn my swag on like I'm Soulja

I'ma hit that boy like a boulder

Twenty eight minutes until you are dead

I will decapitate and fuck your head

I'll eat your heart between some bread

I'll eat your dog with some eggs

I'll fill ya body up with led

I'll paint ya walls fuckin' red

Gas making me feel so dumb like Ed, Edd n Eddy

Steady aim bitch, yeah you know that I'm ready

I feel like I'm Teddy, she gon' call me when its wetty

(Teddy, come to the office please)

Shut up bitch, I'm on the ketty

And I feel like I'm Fetty, bitch I'm posted up with Remy

Die bitch, die, die bitch, die

Die bitch, die, die bitch, die

Die bitch, die, die bitch, die

Die bitch, die, die bitch, die