I wanna die, I wanna r.i.p
I wanna fly, I wanna d.i.e
Bitch I wanna die
I wanna f.l.y, bitch I wanna fly
Money talks to everyone
I been getting my bread
I been getting my funds
Knew I had too much money
When I couldn't even count it
I had to add the sum up
Had so much money since last summer
You saying you tired, nah bitch you a bum
Buddy probably a chump I'm not gonna lie
He'd probably rather stay at home and get fried
All fun in games till I lace it then he dies
Nah I'm just trolling I didn't really do that
Bitch I lied, that was so funny
Should've saw the look inside your eyes
I thought you was gonna cry
No I ain't been high
But you can still see red up in my eyes
I wanna die, I wanna r.i.p
I wanna fly, I wanna d.i.e
Bitch I wanna die
I wanna f.l.y, bitch I wanna fly
I like the way that I'm glider, g.l.i.d.e
I been swerving so fast, inside a GLE
Got no license, I'm doing it illegally
Nobody's gonna know
Not even the police
No I ain't been high
But you can still see red up in my eyes
I wanna die, I wanna r.i.p
I wanna fly, I wanna d.i.e
Bitch I wanna die
I wanna f.l.y, bitch I wanna fly