Créditos
INTERPRETAÇÃO
Working on Dying
Interpretação
Benji Blue Bills
Interpretação
Robb Bank$
Interpretação
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Benji Blue Bills
Letra
Richard Ortiz
Composição
Richard Burrell
Letra
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
F1lthy
Produção
Letra
I'm Working On Dying
(Woo, come on)
(Pssh, pssh)
She let me hit it, I feel it, it's grippin', I told her don't run (No, don't run)
Told her to get it, she catchin' the nut and she eat it like gum (Eat it like gum)
You see what I'm whippin', just hop in the Benz we can go where you want (Vroom, vroom)
The bitches they want me to sign on they titties, they love me like Kiss (Like Kiss, like Kiss)
These ****' they mad 'cause I'm makin' them sick with the ice on my wrist
You play with your life, I'ma whip out the stick, we ain't usin' no fists (No fists, pew)
I was just rockin' X6, I put your wifey on Ric (Ric)
Hit 'em up (Pew), hit 'em up (Pew)
Hit 'em up (Pew), hit 'em up (Brr)
Hit 'em up (Pew), hit 'em up (Sss)
Hit 'em up (Pew), hit 'em up (Pew)
Man down, man down, somebody pick him up
Ask for a fade, I like how it's sitting up
Too many beans, this shit got me speeding up
All of this lean, I sleep while I'm sitting up
The shit that I'm sippin', won't chase it
I really don't want your bitch, she so basic (Swear)
You puttin' your bitch in Old Navy
She could be whippin' that brand new Mercedes (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I take that lil' pussy and break it
I whip out my cock and she jerk it and taste it (Schyeah)
She from Indiana, she pace it
She offer the sex but I only fuck faces (Yuh)
I beat it and beat it, Mike Jackson
She said to go fast even though she can't take it
Fuck ****, who the fuck you tryna play with?
Hold on, hold on, let me get it (Yuh)
10-4 (Yuh), bring 'em on (Yuh), here I come (Yuh), here I go (Yuh)
Original double-S-E-T-T, what the fuck they on (Ssett!)
****' shrimps, ****' clones, ****' pussy, ****' hoes
Real-life roadrunner, fuck with me-me and I send you up
Hit 'em up (Pew), hit 'em up (Pew)
Hit 'em up (Pew), hit 'em up (Brr)
Hit 'em up (Pew, yeah), hit 'em up (Sss, yeah)
Hit 'em up (Pew, yeah), hit 'em up (Pew)
Yeah, F-N 57 gon' knock him down (Pew), pick him up (Pew)
Bodybag (Pew), clean him up (Block)
Bend it over, beat it up
Hit it from the back with the semi tucked (Schyeah)
Hit 'em up (Pew), hit 'em up (Pew)
Hit 'em up (Pew), hit 'em up (Brr)
Hit 'em up (Pew), hit 'em up (Sss)
Hit 'em up (Pew), hit 'em up (Pew)
Man down, man down, somebody pick him up
Ask for a fade, I like how it's sitting up
Too many beans, this shit got me speeding up
All of this lean, I sleep while I'm sitting up
Written by: Benji Blue Bills, Richard Burrell, Richard Ortiz

