Lyrics DIE ON PURPOSE - BLCKK

Next time you see me in your area, call the fucking—
(Young NEB, this shit slap)

If you thinking 'bout suicide, do it
Damn, I really been putting you through it
It's prolly two hundred, keep wishing I blew it
I ain't drop an album, motherfucker, I threw it
Put me on, uh
I just wanna buy a mil' of this shit
Shut the fuck up and sell me a brick
I'm in Florida, hittin' them donuts and shit
Somebody better, whoever that is fucked
Said I would never but if it's me and him, done, uh
Listened again to all of that, still sucked, uh
I could do a better one, yeah, it dropped
(Next plane that I'm on get shot down)
Won't sleep 'til I stomp two cops out
Sell crack and round coke, I'm up now
Can't see two feet, I won't blackout
Woah
I take that hoodie the fuck off as soon as I'm dead
I step on anybody if it'll gеt me ahead, woah
Fuck 'em, I carе 'bout my brothers, my family bled
Just to get me this shit, I don't owe nobody, bitch, bet

I fucking, I told you
I said it and it happened
I fucking knew it, I fucking knew it
I'm gonna leave them out (Yeah)
Next time you see me in your area, call the fucking cops