Can’t Die, I’m Stubborn lyrics

[Intro]
(Man you already know what's goin' on man, Slayworld man we speedracing, shout-out Izaya Tiji, You already know we going crazy, we goin' stupid)
Yeah man
Glee
(Ha-ha-ha)
Yeah

[Verse]
Yeah, good lean in my tummy
Give her my head, I feel like a dummy
Eatin' good, lil n*gga get chubby
[?], if you wan' bond then
Choppa bullets leave that boy gushin'
And now I see yo' ass start runnin'
Red beam on the gun, it's so funny
His ass like hidin' in a closet
Shut the f*ck up
First she suck a real n*gga, then I'm blushin'
Juggin' anybody, even my cousin
Can't die n*gga, I'm so stubborn
Put him in the sky, hover
Top tier n*gga like the [?]
Chop him down now he six feet under
Choppa eat him up like some coasters
Two R's at the front of the C
In my mind like, "What did you need?"
Shells flyin' at you n*gga like sheesh
I'm drinking lemonade on the beach
Crab meat all stuck in my teeth
Four n*ggas that's all I see
Baby lets go to Disney
I spilled a whole pint on the tee
That boy my son, get him a car seat
Pop-pop, onomatopoeia
.50 cal bring that boy to his knees
Slide down, I wanna talk to his daddy
Look at my pockets n*gga, lil fatty
I need a bad b*tch, need a baddie
I'm in a 'Vette, and he in a caddy
I get the girl scouts [?] Cali
He smoking on cig [?]
I get up, 'cause I get the stackies
Suckin' my di*k, that boy is a faggy
Number (N)ine but f*ck the fashion
I'm a drug man n*gga the passion
Know these slay guys gun him down, lackin'
In the movies, we can still get it crackin'
Don't know why man but I got the gun on me, the funds on me, the drugs on me
Runnin' from the cops 'cause I had a little puff on me
Bad b*tch, know she wanna suck on me
Lets pour a deuce, n*gga, lets go
Lets pour a deuce, n*gga, lets go