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Do You Wanna Die or Is That Just Us? Video (MV)






UNKNOWNGXDS - Do You Wanna Die or Is That Just Us? Lyrics
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Be that Reaper steal your soul
Pull up with the f*ckin' hose
Sins drippin' but no one slows
And of course these motherf*ckers do know
F*ckin' wanna be your savior
Too bad my name is Satan
Bitches on the f*ckin' pavement
And these hoes done been forsaken
The red done blurred my eyes
The joys of my divine
Color coated with some wine
Let me hit you with the fine
Blood stains done covered my membranes
Gettin' f*cked off forties in the fast lane
Not sippin' on shit for the good taste
Just tryna get f*cked and forget pain
Drinkin' and smokin'
These bitches want a token
They think that I am broken
Well f*ck, RIP to me
I don't worship Satan, but I think that me and him are close
I don't care 'bout what y'all sayin' I will still be slittin' throats
Bitch I'm evil I am haunting like I'm a motherf*ckin' ghost
Everyone think they the greatest, but we the only ones who close
Think I'm playin'
I go super saiyan
What you sayin'
Walk around I'm sprayin'
Blunts and bongs
I'm steady bakin'
Money makin'
The blades on deck
My 45 is on my f*ckin' side
I'm walkin' round a livin' death
I'm prayin' that I f*ckin' die
I'm so over life
Like every night I'm fightin' suicide
This ain't being edgy trust me I would never f*ckin' lie
I don't f*ck with haters, but they fillin' up my f*ckin' pride
Got some shit to say Shreveport, LA is where I reside, bitch
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Be that Reaper steal your soul
Pull up with the f*ckin' hose
Sins drippin' but no one slows
And of course these motherf*ckers do know
F*ckin' wanna be your savior
Too bad my name is Satan
Bitches on the f*ckin' pavement
And these hoes done been forsaken
The red done blurred my eyes
The joys of my divine
Color coated with some wine
Let me hit you with the fine
Blood stains done covered my membranes
Gettin' f*cked off forties in the fast lane
Not sippin' on shit for the good taste
Just tryna get f*cked and forget pain
Drinkin' and smokin'
These bitches want a token
They think that I am broken
Well f*ck, RIP to me
I don't worship Satan, but I think that me and him are close
I don't care 'bout what y'all sayin' I will still be slittin' throats
Bitch I'm evil I am haunting like I'm a motherf*ckin' ghost
Everyone think they the greatest, but we the only ones who close
Think I'm playin'
I go super saiyan
What you sayin'
Walk around I'm sprayin'
Blunts and bongs
I'm steady bakin'
Money makin'
The blades on deck
My 45 is on my f*ckin' side
I'm walkin' round a livin' death
I'm prayin' that I f*ckin' die
I'm so over life
Like every night I'm fightin' suicide
This ain't being edgy trust me I would never f*ckin' lie
I don't f*ck with haters, but they fillin' up my f*ckin' pride
Got some shit to say Shreveport, LA is where I reside, bitch
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Writer: Jacob Wynn, Kristofer Meachum
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