dead in designer clothes

ridin' in the car with it

lyin' under stars with it

stop then i part with it

i ain't gonna start with it

lightin' up cigars with it

smoking and livin' large with it

do it 'fore you're gone bitch

dead in designer clothes bitch

ash on the floor

i'm cashed

so you know

don't expect me to move

no

don't expect me to choose

dopin' on the road

i'm coping with the thoughts

you know that all my blinds closed

you know i never leave home

did you ever think that i would ever make that

no one ever knew me now they all on me

sittin on my profits

applause is a promise

young scumbag never thought about college

no i'm not clean bitch no i'm not nice

just 'cause you making music too don't mean we alright

ridin' in the car with it

lyin' under stars with it

stop then i part with it

i ain't gonna start with it

lightin' up cigars with it

smoking and livin' large with it

do it 'fore you're gone bitch

dead in designer clothes bitch