Let Em Die lyrics
by JasonMartin
(Intro)
What?
What?
(Hook)
Where the love, n*ggas
Surrounded by white girls, yea they love n*ggas
I really was, you just dressin like a drug dealer
Got no love for these motehrf*ckin f*ck n*ggas
f*ck it it, I let em die
(Verse)
Stay with a zip, no fly
Zone getting dome while my chauffeur drive
It’s precious cargo, it’s Diamond Lane
The same n*ggas fore the diamonds came
We going in on yall cus them larger lanes
I keep 3 bad b*tches, Frankie Lawton mane
Problem so good, the irony mane
Money straight like I ironed it mane
(Hook)
Where the love, n*ggas
Surrounded by white girls, yea they love n*ggas
I really was, you just dressin like a drug dealer
Got no love for these motehrf*ckin f*ck n*ggas
f*ck it, I let em die
Money straight like I ironed it mane
(Verse)
I made it like I designed it mane
Made them n*ggas sit back, I reclined the game
I decline the lane but redefined the game
Every flow I know is bout it either time or game
Franklins… pay me b*tch
Whoever thought talkin sh*t would make me rich?
Pull out this di*k and I bet she strip
Never ever let a thirsty n*gga make me p*ss
It ain’t possible, thought M’s was impossible
Now I’m feelin unstoppable
And I’m higher than colossal go
Yea, that’s 6 flags
Make a b*tch c*m fast in that 6 jag
Middle to the b*tch ass n*ggas
That’s forever with the faking
Just got a young shooter, Nick Young to the Lakers
Let’s turn up, put me in the urn if I don’t earn up
I burn up this whole f*ckin buiding, rollin, 4 wheelin
My only guarantee is taxes and more children
Cuz I’m a motherf*cker, f*ck a n*gga mother while his brother watch
I think I’m bout to buy another watch
Cook cookin boy, I’m oven hot
f*ck these n*ggas from here, I came in for the other other other spots
You know, legendary
Met a few rappers that found out somebody’s legend scary as a…
What?
(Hook)
Where the love, n*ggas
Surrounded by white girls, yea they love n*ggas
I really was, you just dressin like a drug dealer
Got no love for these motehrf*ckin f*ck n*ggas
f*ck it, I let em die