Deserve To Die☠️💋

Huh Yeah Ayy, ayy Ayy, ayy [Chorus] This nigga cheatin' on his bitch, he deserve to die (Pah) Before you lick your lips and get between these thighs You be actin' like you tough, can't look me in my eyes (In my eyes) This nigga tryna slit his wrists 'cause he can't get with I (Okay) I just hopped out, two-door Lambo (Yeah) shit go suicide (Yeah) Feel like the boogeyman, I pop out, all these bitches hide I just flipped the pillow, laid up on that cooler side Nigga pillowtalkin' 'bout his bitch deserve to die Julia Wolf “Deep End” (Live Performance) | Open Mic [Verse 1] Trippin' in this bitch, think I forgot to tiе my shoes (Okay) You call that bitch your bestie, in Miami y'all ain't cool (Okay) I hatе a bitch who try to play with me to keep her dude (Damn) Bitch, play with me, I double it, and fuck her daddy too (I did) He love the way it grip, okay, this shit got attitude (I do) Come through, I'm tryna fuck you even though I'm mad at you (Yeah) I'm used to gettin' money, I done blew a bag or two (Two) How you go and get a grill before veeners? You snaggletooth Why would I got fifty-fifty? Bitches soundin' dizzy If you can't make 'em pay your bills, that pussy not hittin' Don't pour your heart out to me, nigga, I am not drinkin' These niggas sound like broken clasps, we is not linkin' We ain't cool, sis, 'cause you ugly and you rude, sis Pick and choose, bitch, bein' both, this ain't the move, bitch You should move, bitch, 'fore I gotta get you moved, bitch Don't get loose, sis, I eat bitches and you food, bitch (Yeah) [Chorus] This nigga cheatin' on his bitch, he deserve to die Before you lick your lips and get between these thighs (These thighs) You be actin' like you tough, can't look me in my eyes (In my eyes) This nigga tryna slit his wrists 'cause he can't get with I (Okay) I just hopped out, two-door Lambo shit go suicide (Yeah, yeah) Feel like the boogeyman, I pop out, all these bitches hide (Pop out) I just flipped the pillow, laid up on that cooler side Nigga pillowtalkin' 'bout his bitch deserve to die [Verse 2] Richer than this nigga, he don't fuck with us, ha (Fuck with us) Them ain't no ones he's spendin', them is Usher bucks (Damn) Before I jump up in this convo, double dutch Make sure you got what I want, what you doin' with that tongue, nigga? Say he like the stripes upon this ass, he call me tiger You know my type, you know I only fuck with rich niggas You aight, this nigga better, he an inch bigger Pussy tight, it be on ice, like I'm a skate figure I like certain niggas (Yeah) You a Certified Lover Boy, some Drake nigga (Drake nigga) I like niggas who don't like to have that shank with 'em (Grrah) Hit it out the park, a home run (Ayy, ayy) run that base with 'em (Base with 'em) Yeah, yeah [Chorus] This cheatin' on his bitch, he deserve to die (He do) Before you lick your lips and get between these thighs (Mm) You be actin' like you tough, can't look me in my eyes (In my eyes) This nigga tryna slit his wrists 'cause he can't get with I I just hopped out, two-door Lambo (Yeah) shit go suicide (Yeah) Feel like the boogeyman, I pop out (Pop out), all these bitches hide (Yeah) I just flipped the pillow, laid up on that cooler side Nigga pillowtalkin' 'bout his bitch deserve to die