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die with it - leesta lyrics

[intro]
he slayed this one!

[chorus]
twenty*five, twenty*five, twenty*five in my f*ckin’ jeans (yeah, yeah)
smokin’ on runtz (pack), it’s in my russian cream
i put money, money, money in my b*tch bag (no, no)
i put her in new dior when i make my b*tch bad (yeah, yeah)
i put a few bands in the paypal (woah, skrt)
finna hit and [?]
my k!llers gon’ ride, [?] i’m stayin’ in the safehouse
hit a b*tch from the back, wearin’ bape now (yeah, yeah)
you can see how my masi’ go
when i’m with your b*tch, she gon’ make sure all the molly gone (gone)

[verse]
i ride around with an army gun (bop!)
you hear the sound settle in the air whenever i park it, huh
i swear this sh*t go so d*mn fast, i’m slidin’ (skrt!)
and if you got a wish to k!ll me, then you die with it (uh*huh)
i started breakin’ b*tches hearts from when i [?] (sorry mom)
i remember i was down, [?] let me ride with ’em (they did)
and i love my girl so much, i swear to god i’m dyin’ with ’em (yeah, yeah)
i hope they proud of me, feel the drugs inside of me (yeah, yeah)
neck got ice like a hockey team (woah)
she didn’t wanna come talk to me, now her girlfriends like me
i poured a six in a iced tea (yeah)
dior my shoes, no hiking (no, no)
i mixed the weed in the blunt, [?] says my cup (woah)
your b*tch gon’ meet up with us (yeah)
know that she actin’ a diva with us (on god)
hit from the back, i’m beatin’ it up (yeah, yeah)

- leesta lyrics

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