[Intro]
We only die three ways

[Chorus]
It's a thousand ways to die, we die from aids, we die from guns, or we die in jail
Would she be mine if I had no racks, it's hard to tell
If we could rewind, rewind, I'll take it all back
I be prayin' I turn into a flea so could I get by dawg back
Glock, pay a fee for that pussy, it ain't no feelings involved
I pull my dick out when I see her, treat her like a bathroom stall
Make them ho's shoot they shoot, not bad, didn't mean to shoot mine
Everyday them ho's be comin' in pairs so I'm just gon' fruit mine