Album Name

I Don't Die

Artist

Chris Brown, Joyner Lucas

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2018.05.11

Release Agency

워너뮤직

Stranger Things - Joyner Lucas, Chris Brown
Bottles in a bucket
full of ice yeah
Better make room vroom
hear the Lambo celebrate
Bitch better believe
that I'm a sniper yeah
You know I'm 'bout to take you
from your man though celebrate
Pop up with the chopper
at artificial niggas actin'
like bitches
It done started up a epidemic
It don't make a difference
nigga we winnin'
I'm plenty grinnin'
Hundred million platinum
fuck it you ain't gotta listen
celebrate
You better step down to me
Feel the dick bitch
open up your mouth for me
Now choke
talk to the dick honestly
I'm dope bitch comin'
like Eenie Meenie
Miney Mo celebrate
I don't like when I lose I don't
If I don't buy her them shoes
I don't like those regulate
Do anything that I want to
Think I'm gon' dance on the moon
like Michael elevate
While I'm drivin'
I'm moonwalkin' in the sky
with some shooters
We jump inside of the Buick
you duck and hide
from the Rugers
A couple choppers
acoustic in the guitar
with the music
Guess I'm alive and I use it
get stuck inside of the cubics
I never lie but the truth is
I'm fuckin' tired of these losers
And all my life want the food
when it's supper time
and the juice
But I'd rather die than to lose
it's a matter of time
'fore I lose it
And strategize with the movement
Walk in the trap like a boss ooh
Ho you know I'm drippin'
with the sauce ooh
Pretty with a face full of scars
All they did was build me up
try to take me apart
They ain't ever wanna
celebrate like you have a label
Call the doctor
heard the chopper make 'em
do the Macarena
All you niggas sweet as candy
chocolate chip and Now and Later
Jolly Rancher Snickers
bubblegum and watermelon flavored
Get the paper I'ma celebrate
on the corner
I heard you niggas
got the juice
but I got Corona
I got a little Spanish bitch
I call her maricona
Joyner Lucas bitch I'm hotter
than a fuckin' sauna
Yeah I make you niggas elevate
All you new niggas
don't do it for me look woah
Bitch I'm the professor
you a student to me woah
Designer shades on
like you cooler than me
wait ayy
All we do is win
you a loser to me
Rappers wanna talk
about battle me Joyner
You can't give me neck
with a mouth full of cavities
Bunch of lil' niggas tried
grabbin' me grabbin' me
Five foot five boy
you niggas like half of me
You don't wanna see
the other side of me yeah
Hard to make 'em happy
all these bitches
stay mad at me
I just might take her out to
Applebee's Applebee's
Give her long dick
and a strawberry daiquiri
Order Cheesecake Factory
bubblin' why you mumblin'
What you utter Stop stutterin'
what you spend Let me double it
Lime green 'rari two twins
call 'em double mints
If all you pussy niggas my kids
I'm in trouble then
Shut up 'fore I spank you
for actin' up
Now I'm wakin' up in cabanas
'cause bitches bad as fuck
And all gorillas don't want
bananas 'less your chain is tucked
You wiggity-wack with the strap
you cross Chris make you jump
I criss-cross with the pump
ain't no bricks in the trunk
Leave that shit for the chumps
I still get what I want
Don't wanna believe in my mind
but you believe in my dump
I'm takin' a knee for my side
could give a fuck
'bout they owners
Nigga look at my eyes
you 'bout to give me my bonus
And every motherfuckin' record
that's a hit I record it
celebrate
And every motherfuckin' snitch
up in this bitch they report it
celebrate
You paid your way for this fade
and can't even afford it
Seventy five mil'
look at me now celebrate
And all these bad bitches can't
keep their feet down elevate
You don't really wanna see Brown
Need to stop all that shit
talkin' put the seat down
Joyner I don't really feel
these niggas
Hol' up I ain't gotta pay
to kill these niggas
Time is money need to fuck
around and bill these niggas
Vet so I'm finna good will
these niggas celebrate
I'ma drill these niggas
I should grill these niggas
Take flex Fresh Prince
Uncle Phil these niggas
Oh shit I'm the shit
you could smell me nigga
Break ribs yeah
you don't want
no real beef nigga
I say As sal mu alaykum
when I tear apart some bacon
Hoe you actin' like a pig
you fuckin' filthy nigga
Now the police tryna lock me
in the prison said I'm guilty
I said Da da da da da
come and kill me nigga
They must have forgot
that I'm psycho jheeze
Oh you want war Say no more
Turn your fuckin' block
into a light show Joyner
You better be sure better be sure
I'm the realest nigga that I know
And I'm so bored
I might switch cars
I saved a lotta money
on Geico jheeze
The neighbors knockin'
on my door
what the fuck you want
Bitch I'm alright jheeze
Listen nigga mind your
business I'm so sick of niggas
Tellin' me how I been livin'
my life Joyner
Sick of bumpin' shoulders now
I'm runnin' over
Every motherfucker who ain't
wanna get in my ride
I was watchin' you was shoppin'
Ain't never had the shit
in my size
Now I'm poppin' I'm poppin'
And your bitch keep
hittin' my line
It's complicated fuckin' up
with my main bitch
Givin' it to the side bitch
at the same damn time
Puttin' my face in it
never wastin' it
I'ma lay in it hit it
hit it one more time
And then I'ma proceed
and play with the pussy
You know I don't keep my cape
on a hoodie
But I keep a Uzi it's a doozie
make a movie if you're actin'
So celebrate