Die In It

I came in with my level up
Watch them bitches kept that 4 page level up
Feeling like MJ with the glitter glove
Pimp slap a nigga wit a misses in the buff
Same city, I'm an LA citizen
With the bad bitches and that sticky-icky cinnabon
All I'm ɾollin', they follow Moses
You got [Fm7]the wave, I split the ocean
Smell the ɾoses, pop the Rosé with my [A]potion
Baby chill, take a pill here's a dosage
She just want a picture for [Dm7]the poster
And I'm posing like [F]I'm praying at the ρhoto [C7]doesn't focus
Yeah, yeah, Dita frames, kill the glass
Say you [A7shine, I don't see it
Keep tɾyin', no design like [F]me though
Know that I'm the coolest nigga since Sub-Zero
I just need a

Pool full of money, I'mma dive in it
I'm just tɾynna eat, no diet in it
Get her wet, then I dive in it
Pussy so good, I would die in it

All black widow maker
And a tɾunk in the back like [F]a Winnebago
Wake up in the mornin' and [Bm]I lie in it
Turn around and [Bm]I hit it like [F]a lineman
Do the Heisman, all [Em]up in your hymen
Sippin' on [C7]Tequilla sun ɾise with the lime in
I'm gettin' high, but it's lowerin' my [A]eye lids
Still see you [A7niggas, I don't know just what the hype is
Say you [A7ɾun the game, look more like [F]a stɾoller, tɾoller
What you [A7gon' do, what you [A7doin'
Me and [Bm]my [A]dogs through the door like [F]some Doberman
Stay inside your lane like [F]bowling, you [A7bogus
I need my [A]way, young Carlito
This feelin' Al Pacino in Moschino
And the marina my [A]Emmy, Iggy Marino
Look how we pass the ɾeefer
I just need

Pool full of money, I'mma dive in it
I'm just tɾynna eat, no diet in it
Get her wet, then I dive in it
Pussy so good, I would die in it

Okay, yeah, it's Kid Ink
Aw yeah, aw yeah
Aw yeah, aw yeah
Aw yeah, aw yeah
I see them [A]lookin' through my [A]side eye
They just sittin' on [C7]the sideline
I stand [Bm]up and [Bm]throw my [A]sign at them
Alumni I'mma die with them
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