(Well, yeah, I mean, sometimes I wanna die for fun, but then other times it's just like

What's the point)

(But every time I listen to Die For Fun, I think to myself, we're all gonna die at some

Point)

(Why not now?)

Die for fun, yeah, this is die for fun

Posted on a opp block, he ain't keep a gun

Bitch I feel like Tay-K

The way I'm rappin on the run

Open up yo bibles, pray for me so I don't sell my soul

Fuck the roadblock, Range Rover through the road

I put Balenci on my feet, put em in the snow

What's the talk about racks

Bitch, you ain't get dough

Fuck finna bring my grave out

I don't fuck with bright lights, bitch, turn them off

And she bad, but she old enough to be my mom

My bitch, high school, I take her out to prom

Sex in my room after hit the bong

Nails dig into my shoulder blades too long

Look into my past with a crystal ball

Bitch so bad, and she takin off her thong

Where did I go wrong

(yeah)

And if I go wrong

The bitch bouncin' off the walls

Bitch bouncin' off the walls

Where did I go wrong

(Yuh)

(Slut in my pants where the fuck I go wrong?)

(I got two bad bitches tryna pull up call off)

(And the bitch too bad and she takin off her thong)

Die for fun, yeah, this is die for fun

Posted on an opp block, he ain't keep a gun

Bitch I feel like Tay-K

The way I'm rappin on the run

Open up yo bibles, pray for me so I don't sell my soul

Fuck the roadblock, Range Rover through the road

I put Balenci on my feet, put em in the snow

What's the talk about racks

Bitch, you ain't get dough

(DIEfourFUN!)