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[Intro]
—Out this body
Styn (Styn, haha)
Styn
Aye
Yeah, yeah, yeah, give it, hahaha
Uh, yeah, bitch, wake up, huh
Let's get baked up (Graah, graah, graah)
Chopper stashed up (Yeah, graah)
Don't get baked up (Pow!)
Yeah, they know us, why?
'Cause
...

[Chorus]
Bitch we ain't die yet, choppas steady fryin' (Grrah, grrah)
N***as stay dyin', opps, they dyin' (Brrt, brrt, grrah)
Bitch we ain't die yet, choppas steady fryin' (Grrah, grrah)
N***as stay dyin', opps, they die now (Brrt, brrt, grrah)

[Verse 1]
...
[?] that bitch with a slime, so its TY and [?]
...
That's the pasta in the Tommy gun
Swanton Bomb in your mom, in your mom, yeah
They like, "How long is he gon' rap 'bout fuckin' your mom?", yeah
Well he does smoke like Cheech and Chong
He could probably rap about fuckin' your mom all night long
Listen to the rest of the motherfuckin' song
[Chorus]
Bitch we ain't die yet, choppas steady fryin' (Grrah, grrah)
N***as stay dyin', opps, they dyin' (Brrt, brrt, grrah)
Bitch we ain't die yet, choppas steady fryin' (Grrah, grrah)
N***as stay dyin', opps, they die now (Brrt, brrt, grrah)

[Verse 2]
I'ma spazz out, Mötley Crüe, pass out
Molly pop, ollie-pop, wheelie pop, thrash out
Fast in it, maybe crash if I knew how
Maybe take this dick in your throat like you knew how
Yeah, yo' bitch like a note, on my dick she wrote, here it go
All white Lambo truck, call that shit a whip, miracle
Should I call your bitch? (Yeah)
I really wanna call your bitch (Yeah)
I really wanna borrow your bitch
Wanna fuck, wanna skeet off the molly, yo' bitch

[Chorus]
Bitch we ain't die yet, choppas steady fryin' (Grrah, grrah)
N***as stay dyin', opps, they dyin' (Brrt, brrt, grrah)
Bitch we ain't die yet, choppas steady fryin' (Grrah, grrah)
N***as stay dyin', opps, they die now (Brrt, brrt, grrah)