Live Fast, Die Young

Gucci Boy:
(Beat Tag): Gucci Boy!
Ooooooooh yeaaaaahh
Ima live fast, Ima die young
(Hook)
Ima live fast, die young
Baby why won’t you come over and pour up
Ima live fast, Ima die young
Fuck what they say, I’m not feeling sober (x2)
Switchblades on my wrist
Stop calling, who is dis?
Don’t you shoot me down
Cocaine on my wrist
They trynna stab me on my vest
Bullet holes trynna fill up in my chest
I’m still in the mud, Shawty don’t give up
I called you, told you that I’m coming up
Don’t you give it up, a million dollar mind
I need a billion dollar high
3 eyes for the lies being told yeah
I told momma I won’t sell my soul yeah
People hate, watch me retaliate
Bitch you built like bait for the labels just to take
Shawty I’m self made, got nothing to lose
Cocaine white Rari, watch it go vroom
Car crash, Ima live fast
We had fun, Ima die young
2k on my wrist, I’m DGB, you a bitch
They tell me you ain’t bout what you say
Wake got the tool if he gotta fucking spray
Crying in the club cause I don’t feel okay
Money rain from the sky
People convince you with lies
Yeah!
(Hook)