"Death" lyrics

"Death"
(feat. DaBaby)

[Trippie Redd:]
Ya dig?
You gon' die
You gon' die
You gon' die

Yeah, ugh, what that mean?
Yeah, what that mean?
I'm outside, pop out gang with the team bitch, ugh
What that mean?
We all lit, that's on gang, that's on me, bitch, ugh
Yeah, huh, murda, murda, slatt
Choppa big, it blow you back (Yeah)
Hanging with them slatts (Yeah), pussy nigga, we tote gats
Nigga, you get whacked (Gang), that's on gang and that's all facts, ugh

We shoot .223's (Bah), we'll take your life (Gang)
Me, I'm with the gang, you know we gon' slide
We all with them B's, all up in the hive
You talk down on me, nigga, you gon' die
We a different kind, and we be on different time
Rockin' Number (N)ine jeans, and I be so fly
We from different sides, pussy, I'ma up that fire
Talking all that tough shit on the gang
Pussy bitch, and you gon' die

Yeah, huh, you gon' die
Yeah, nigga, you gon' die
Huh, you gon' die

Yeah, ugh, what that mean?
Yeah, what that mean?
I'm outside, pop out gang with the team bitch, ugh
What that mean?
We all lit, that's on gang, that's on me, bitch, ugh
Yeah, huh, murder, murder, slatt (Yeah)
Choppa big, it blow you back (Yeah)
Hangin' with them slatts (Yeah), pussy nigga, we tote gats (Yeah, yeah)
Nigga, you get whacked (Gang), that's on gang and that's all facts, ugh

[DaBaby:]
Let's go, let's go
Have you ever seen a nigga die? (Yeah)
When I did, went home and smoked a blunt
No, a nigga didn't cry (Let's go)
Don't fuck with niggas on different side
These niggas be switchin' sides (And I)
In a whip with a nigga bitch inside, finna give my dick a ride
Only nigga that be talking 'bout gang shit be on lame shit, ain't never bang shit
Look at a pic right now and the pic back then
It's not the same pic, I'm with the same clique
I'm with Trippie Redd (Yeah)
Oh, you with a bitch, he scared (Ha)
A lot of niggas like to play with they life
The last nigga who played with my clique, he dead
I had to

[Trippie Redd:]
Yeah, huh, you gon' die
Yeah, nigga, you gon' die
Huh, you gon' die

Yeah, ugh, what that mean?
Yeah, what that mean?
I'm outside, pop out gang with the team bitch, ugh
What that mean?
We all lit, that's on gang, that's on me, bitch, ugh
Yeah, huh, murder, murder, slatt (Yeah)
Choppa big, it blow you back (Yeah)
Hanging with them slatts (Yeah), pussy nigga, we tote gats (Yeah, yeah)
Nigga, you get whacked (Gang), that's on gang and that's all facts, ugh (Yeah, yeah)


Writer(s): Timothy Martin Moore, Sean Olascoago, Darnell Carlton, Robert Cooper, Michael Lamar White Ii, Milo Stokes, Edward Patino, Jonathan Lyndale Kirk, Jordan Michael Houston, Paul Beauregard, Ricky Dunigan, Lola Chantrelle Mitchell
mixtape: "A Love Letter To You 4" (2019)
Trippie Redd - A Love Letter To You 4 mixtape cover
I Love You
(Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
The Way
(Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
YELL OH
(Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
How I Was Raised
(Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
OTF KNIGHTMARE
(Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
Even Steven
(Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
Amazinggg
(Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
Koi
(Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
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