[Intro]
Woah
Jakkies on the beat

[Hook]
I hope I don't die tonight
Don’t die tonight, woah
Hope I don't die tonight, yeah, don't die tonight
I hope I don’t die tonight, yeah, die tonight
I hope I don't die tonight, woah, die tonight
I might lose my life tonight, woah
I hope I don't die tonight

[Verse 1: Summrs]
Popping 'em perc's tonight
Off of that Xan', that's right
Sipping on drank, that's right, whew
I just hope I don’t die tonight
If I do they gone remember me
Oh, that’s Rino in that Louis V
Started popping perc's, it created me
Up in a M3 off a bean
Tatted my name, my parents mad at me
I don’t know if they believe in me
But I know they see this bee
So let's go take some weight off they shoulders
Crazy how Xan's gave me some exposure
I'm fucking her face, we need a closure
Walk up in the club and I look like a lick (Lick, lick, lick lick) Whew, bee
[?] I ain’t loving no bitch (Jug, jug jug jug jug jug)
It's crazy how I spent a K on my kicks (Damn, it's amazing)
I'm finna get back on my Hollywood shit (Woah, Hollywood shit)
The Rafs I was finna cop me some Ricks (Cop me some ricks, woah, yeah)
In a Panamera now I think I'm the shit (Think I'm the shit, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Fuck it the whole camera finna take us some flicks (Finna take us some flicks, woah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I ain't going to the party without a stick (Without a stick, STICK, woah)
That's how you got to move when you a lil' prick (That's how you got to move when you a lil')
My whole outfit damn near cost me a brick (Outfit damn near cost me a, woah)
Got the G2, n***a, let me show you a trick (Show you a trick, abracadabra)
Voilà, that boy turn into bits (Turn into bits, goddamn)
Stick on me, got some drug money
Fuck that, where the money?
Get away, boy you acting funny
Walk up in Saks with some jugg money
[Verse 2: Vyne]
My n***as they carry, they keep a lil' Glick (Ha, yeah, the Glick)
I ain't the one so watch who you pick
You want the smoke that I'm sparking and shit
Twin uzis on me no Autumar Wick, yeah
N***a play then he get that fire
I just want moolah
I don't want your thot, nah, nah, nah (Oh no)
I just want to count moolah
I'm rocking that foreign, you rocking Fila
Bad little bitch she call me papa
I make you whew, tada
Hold you for ransom like you was Teka, ha
Scorred on the pint, Summrs assist
The K get you gone you sleeping with the fish
You want you a feat, n***a, what's your budget?
Real n***as move slilent but you gossip like a bitch
I ain't with that talking so n***a, just get you a Glick
Your whole fit cost a piece of my wrist
I'm at the[?] while you eating at Mc's
Get me some Chrom3h3arts for the Alex, yeah, mix it up