The kisses of the sun - were sweet I didn't blink
I let it in my eyes - like an exotic drink
The radio playing songs - that I have never heard
I don't know what to say - oh not another word

I don't wanna hear your voice
Motherfuck you and your boys
Bitch, you can never make noise
Sit the fuck down, get low
Sitting in the back of the pick-up
Got a razor with the hinge and it lifts up
Tucked in my shirt like a stick-up
Promise you ain't leavin' if we don't get shit uhh, so up
You don't wanna die, get down
Adrenaline runnin' to the sky right now
You don't wanna die, get down
Adrenaline runnin' to the sky right now

I'm always down to die, put my blade on it
Drive my body to the plot with my grave on it
Granite headstone, bitch, with my name on it
Birthday dash, no date bitch, now what's that say on it?