letra de working on dying! - j4ydizz1e
[hook: j4ydizz1e]
god d-mn, had to scrt out of the lamb
n-gg-s tryna set me up i had to bust out of the jam
these n-gg-s out here fake beefing, boy, stop with all the spam
i’m really working up on dying but i gotta have a plan
got a show out in cali flew to vegas same night
i need my bands, i need my guala, swipe the card like f-ck the price
these n-gg-s hating and they faking i can see through the disguise
these boys be capping up for clout because they want a wrist like mine
[verse 1: j4ydizz1e]
want a wrist like mine, these demons tryna take my mind, yeah
put 3 in your spine then leave you in the far behind, yeah
cash i want that sh-t, it’s fine i’ll make it by myself, uh
smarter than you know you’ll never see me in a cell, yeah
aye i made it work, huh
money on a spurt, huh
hit the loud then i get scared i’m finna hit the curb, huh
b-tch i made it happen get like me i’m blowing up
catch me with zendaya riding in a bentley truck
[hook: j4ydizz1e]
god d-mn, had to scrt out of the lamb
n-gg-s tryna set me up i had to bust out of the jam
these n-gg-s out here fake beefing, boy, stop with all the spam
i’m really working up on dying but i gotta have a plan
got a show out in cali flew to vegas same night
i need my bands, i need my guala, swipe the card like f-ck the price
these n-gg-s hating and they faking i can see through the disguise
these boys be capping up for clout because they want a wrist like mine
[verse 2: j4ydizz1e]
baby i’m the man, i don’t have time for all your plans, no
you don’t know then read about it money on expand, yeah
and if you tryna play me, sh-t won’t work
pop that n-gg-, like a rubber band, that sh-t gone hurt
aye my girl model she the cover for the covergirl
and if she wanting anything i’ll give that girl the world
yeah these n-gg-s hate me but for what the money in a curl
what i make them sick down to the stomach yeah they finna hurl
[hook: j4ydizz1e]
god d-mn, had to scrt out of the lamb
n-gg-s tryna set me up i had to bust out of the jam
these n-gg-s out here fake beefing, boy, stop with all the spam
i’m really working up on dying but i gotta have a plan
got a show out in cali flew to vegas same night
i need my bands, i need my guala, swipe the card like f-ck the price
these n-gg-s hating and they faking i can see through the disguise
these boys be capping up for clout because they want a wrist like mine
[outro: zendaya]
zendaya, you’re a bad-ss. and i was like, take me up!
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