dead - guccihighwaters

They ask me how I’m doing

I say gucci

Bitch slipped out the two-piece and then we watched a movie

I used to wanna die until you killed me

Now I can’t feel shit but I’m still breathing

Still breathing, wish I could fucking stop

Wish I could end my life in a black drop top

And if it ain’t about money, then, shut the fuck up

And if I had to cut ties, know that you fucked up

Get a couple bands and think you balling

Gucci fucking dead, I could hear the reaper calling

And I thought I had hope 'til I woke up from my dream

Bitch I gotta fucking get it, drowning in these money trees

Get a couple bands and think you balling

Gucci fucking dead, I could hear the reaper calling

And I thought I had hope 'til I woke up from my dream

Bitch I gotta fucking get it, drowning in these money trees

But I’m still, snapping like a Snapchat

Please don’t fucking act back

Flock up in my napsack

I ain’t got friends

I got brothers by my side

Got the butterfly knife

Flip it open then I slice

Still breathing, wish I could fucking stop

Wish I could end my life in a black drop top

And if it ain’t about money, then, shut the fuck up

And if I had to cut ties, know that you fucked up

Get a couple bands and think you balling

Gucci fucking dead, I could hear the reaper calling

And I thought I had hope 'til I woke up from my dream

Bitch I gotta fucking get it, drowning in these money trees