Not Dead
Lyrics
I'm 5'9" wit a big bark
Chain wet like a fish park
Rappers really got me pissed off
I be stunting like I'm Chip 'Lark
Her jaw crazy, she a big shark
She Uber home when I lift off
New phone— what's a sim card
Burner phone for the hit jobs
Sunny D make my skin dark
No ink, this pen chalk
Delivered when it get sent off
Know I'm tired of the protests, Imma jus let the clip talk
44 turn 88, I let'm double up when the twins spark
Office Depot, I get prints off
Clean'm good, Imma clean'm up
They get quiet or we beat'm up
Your girl answer when I ring her up
Window tinted, you ain't seeing much
It's the Drip God, call Adam Small, they get stitched quick and we seam'm up
My girl don't really like pink enough
We both cheating, we don't bring it up
Ol' shorty said I was too buff, how you mad I ain't weak enough
Keeping up getting tedious, don't know how Ye was really keeping up
If she good she get 3 wishes, Imma show her what a genie does
Big boss doing big business
Fried fish, this shrimp chicken
Off-White kicks, I slid in'm
RIP, I still rip different
Circle small but thas a given, still pulling up wit like 6 niggas
Ride crazy, it's a big engine
No normal life, this ain't a Rockwell
Big rocks that I rock well
Pack sent, that's hotmail
Cat wit me, no Tom and Jerry, but I always let the bulldog yell
Jewelry on, I know Mark well
Gold bands like Mar-Vel
Skunk hot, make the palm sweat
Son'm, treat'm like an arm rest
I say I got a bad complex, now she think I'm in the projects
Told her I was wit my other shorty when I wasn't, know she like a contest
I could skate in my closet, it's a silk road, no dark web
Mask on, I ain't cough yet
Still sick but I'm not dead
Donnie
I'm 5'9" wit a big bark
Chain wet like a fish park
Rappers really got me pissed off
I be stunting like I'm Chip 'Lark
Her jaw crazy, she a big shark
She Uber home when I lift off
New phone— what's a sim card
Burner phone for the hit jobs
Sunny D make my skin dark
No ink, this pen chalk
Delivered when it get sent off
Know I'm tired of the protests, Imma jus let the clip talk
44 turn 88, I let'm double up when the twins spark
Office Depot, I get prints off
Clean'm good, Imma clean'm up
They get quiet or we beat'm up
Your girl answer when I ring her up
Window tinted, you ain't seeing much
It's the Drip God, call Adam Small, they get stitched quick and we seam'm up
My girl don't really like pink enough
We both cheating, we don't bring it up
Ol' shorty said I was too buff, how you mad I ain't weak enough
Keeping up getting tedious, don't know how Ye was really keeping up
If she good she get 3 wishes, Imma show her what a genie does
Big boss doing big business
Fried fish, this shrimp chicken
Off-White kicks, I slid in'm
RIP, I still rip different
Circle small but thas a given, still pulling up wit like 6 niggas
Ride crazy, it's a big engine
No normal life, this ain't a Rockwell
Big rocks that I rock well
Pack sent, that's hotmail
Cat wit me, no Tom and Jerry, but I always let the bulldog yell
Jewelry on, I know Mark well
Gold bands like Mar-Vel
Skunk hot, make the palm sweat
Son'm, treat'm like an arm rest
I say I got a bad complex, now she think I'm in the projects
Told her I was wit my other shorty when I wasn't, know she like a contest
I could skate in my closet, it's a silk road, no dark web
Mask on, I ain't cough yet
Still sick but I'm not dead
Donnie
Writer(s): Ladon Alex
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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