CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Euterpe
Ridin around on holy ground flint town
If I think you an angel then dont argue now
I got a spot on the east we could hide out for a week
I got a spot on the west too I could bless you
We can both get disrespectful
She told me baby I wanna be so f**kin rich that none of this sh*t even matters
I said I know that you will but on that day do you still think we will matter
Told her I wanna die young she wanna die pretty
I promised Id drag her to hell with me
Both of us been burnt before so we fire twins then die with me hoe
I was thinkin while gettin hеad in a Porsche Carrera
I got problems I can't solvе with that pistol there
Pretty hoe got no draws look like Ciara
We ain't fightin fair this a rifle wedding
Ridin around with the tank of full
We got half a heart between me and you
My mamma she ain't love me so you you gon have to love me
And your girl gon have to love me and your sister and your cousin
Time is precious Ill buss down a rolly to tell myself I shouldn’t waste it
She said money means nothin Ill bust down a rolly to tell myself that I could waste it
Remember when we tied the muffler up with a coat hanger I had a broke banger
My b*t*h had the clap in her throat under the gas hatch was a vac bag of that coke
CHORUS
If I think you an angel then dont argue now
I got a spot on the east we could hide out for a week
I got a spot on the west too I could bless you
We can both get disrespectful
She told me baby I wanna be so f**kin rich that none of this sh*t even matters
I said I know that you will but on that day do you still think we will matter
Told her I wanna die young she wanna die pretty
I promised Id drag her to hell with me
Both of us been burnt before so we fire twins then die with me hoe
I was thinkin while gettin hеad in a Porsche Carrera
I got problems I can't solvе with that pistol there
Pretty hoe got no draws look like Ciara
We ain't fightin fair this a rifle wedding
Ridin around with the tank of full
We got half a heart between me and you
My mamma she ain't love me so you you gon have to love me
And your girl gon have to love me and your sister and your cousin
Time is precious Ill buss down a rolly to tell myself I shouldn’t waste it
She said money means nothin Ill bust down a rolly to tell myself that I could waste it
Remember when we tied the muffler up with a coat hanger I had a broke banger
My b*t*h had the clap in her throat under the gas hatch was a vac bag of that coke
CHORUS
