Popper Gang - NO FUCKING DIE lyrics

[VERSE 1: MR COATHANGER] I wanna be so rich i don't even know what year it is Car so fast I don't even know gear it is Lost the flow, oh wait no here it is I'm not even serious, this b**h delirious Have you walking home alone why you look so furious b**h are you serious? Pretty lazy but maybe money will change me Doubt it But the fact that I rap crazy will get me fine ladies 90 baby from the real EP k**in' it for the people that f**' with PG This is what I do b**h this is not new We coming for round 2 We hope that you down too Spittin' it, rippin' it Give a sh**, not a bit Hit a b**h, palmin' it Prominent, dominant Stompin' so I'm stompin' it, I'm confident Runnin from the cops and sh** Way too many poppers hit.. [HOOK] Ya, I'm gettin' sick of your sh** man (NO fu*kING DIE x2) You got a brain dude, quit talking sh** man (NO fu*kING DIE x2) You need to buck the f** up and shut up man (NO fu*kING DIE x2) Cause I'm rollin' with 2 crews, that's enough to f**ed man (NO fu*kING DIE x2) [VERSE 2: JESSE TURVEY] Tell me what the f** you know about me? I hate a lot of people and smoke a lot weed Shiit, that's enough about me Who the f** are you? Why you asking me? I spit sh** like an a**hole And I'm bashful, with a gla** flow You b**hes are fragile I'm breaking' you Takin' you down to the river and I'm banking you Better get acquainted with the H -2 -O Flow, your hoes, my d**, her nose I get it poppin' like some bottles And My rpm Raps per minute full throttle Now the beat is pickin' up And I used to be a squirrel but I didn't get my nut Must of dropped that mother f**er on the way to the top So when we pop off, remember that you didn't give a f** b*tch [HOOK x2] Ya, I'm gettin' sick of your sh** man (NO fu*kING DIE x2) You got a brain dude, quit talking sh** man (NO fu*kING DIE x2) You need to buck the f** up and shut up man (NO fu*kING DIE x2) Cause I'm rollin' with 2 crews, that's enough to f**ed man (NO fu*kING DIE x2)