You & I Gonna Die lyrics

[ Chorus ]
Hehe, you and I gonna die.
Red dye tie, guy, guy.
What the f*ck this mean, flee the scene.
I'm popping off, stomping on em, me and them.
You go cry, get out my eye, you gon' die.
Suicide, boom, dynamite.
f*ck luck, make him cluck, stuck with his one buck.

[ Verse 1 ]
Do a full turn hoe, you know, do a dance.
Her stance got me in a trance, fat thighs, brown eyes, tits full size.
Keep up them lies, f*ck you, die.
I'm not even trying, dying, fully flying, you crying, I'm lying.
pus*y b*tch, bully switch, look at me ditch.
Short track, snort black, this confusing.
This writing game amusing, confusing.
This fighting game got me abusing, using.
His blood spot oozing, bruising.
This alarm snoozing, arm shooting.
Make him coughing, he starving, jaw dropping.
Gun popping, blood shopping, causе I'm catching these bodies, thеy just copies.
Killing lobbies like call of duty zombies.
Small beauty, nice booty, tall body, twice mommy.
We've reached the point her cuteness is illegal.
She could call me a masochist, I'd believe her.
(yo you sound down bad)
Well I guess the f*ck I am.
If she a feminist, I'm a satanist.
f*ck those hoes, we fo the bros.
Cold heart, gold star, so far.
I just want you, I'm on que.
Suicide, how gonna die, pick the fight.
Bright light, all white, no f*ck that.
All black, small crack, scars on my bars.
She'd f*ck so good, I stood the wood.
Strapped backpack, flashback to the payback of a comeback.
You an I gonna die, let's swing on a rope together.
Black leather in scorching hot weather.
Let's burn to death, last breath, scary threat.
Is my death set yet ?
Or do I gotta bet my debt.
Last try, before I die, let's fly high, till we fall.
[ Chorus ]
Hehe, you and I gonna die.
Red dye tie, guy, guy.
What the f*ck this mean, flee the scene.
I'm popping off, stomping on em, me and them.
You go cry, get out my eye, you gon' die.
Suicide, boom, dynamite.
f*ck luck, make him cluck, stuck with his one buck.