Do or Die

[Intro: Sean Kingston] Hey, Kingston Whoa [Chorus: Sean Kingston] Pull up in the Rari or the Lambo (Hey) I’ma get the money, nigga, mando Said she love a nigga from the West Coast Keep it a hundred 'til the day I die Drakeo wanna see it every time I slide I made it through the rain, now a nigga gon’ shine (Oh) [Verse 1: Drakeo the Ruler] Pull up Rari back to back, I’m a two-timer I’m the Ruler, I’m the Don, you a shoe shiner Wrist breaker in the club, all loose diamonds Drown a nigga at the club, what you gon’ do 'bout it? I seen struggle and the rain, now I’m back ballin’ A hundred-fifty thousand cash and the strap on me For my career, know some niggas go to bat for me They’ll die and bust a couplе straps for me See me up in Neiman Marcus, I was mud walkin’ You ain’t been whеre I been, nigga, stop talkin’ I am just a street nigga, I ain’t no shot caller My young nigga, he just taped the whole block for me If you lookin’ up to Heaven, there’s a spot for you Always on my Instagram, you a spot burner If you lookin’ at my chains, it is not worth it Loud pipes in the 'Ghini make the block nervous (Ugh) [Chorus: Sean Kingston] Pull up in the Rari or the Lambo (Hey) I’ma get the money, nigga, mando Said she love a nigga from the West Coast Keep it one hundred 'til the day I die Drakeo wanna see it every time I slide I made it through the rain, now a nigga gon’ shine (Oh) [Verse 2: Drakeo the Ruler] We back to back in them coupes, what we on, bro? You’ll see the jealousy and envy cause my songs rollin’ Everything creamy, bro, I got on four hundred I got disco VV, you see the pole jumpin’ Let a nigga blink wrong, I’m a soul snatcher I’m a dirty lil’ dog, I’m a toe tagger He Instagram tough, I shit bagged like four rappers It’s a movie in the chop, I’m a cold actor Sometimes I feel like this rap shit ain’t for me Does this all come cause I’m from California? Or I’m just dealin’ with extreme paranoia? Go Maybach or just double park the Rari? I got the devil in my head, should I speak to him? What I’m dealin’ with is police and street rumors If you vibin’ with the Ruler, baby, speak to me 'Cause I’ll pull out right now and let you see somethin’ [Chorus: Sean Kingston] Pull up in the Rari or the Lambo (Hey) I’ma get the money, nigga, mando Said she love a nigga from the West Coast Keep it one hundred 'til the day I die Drakeo wanna see it every time I slide I made it through the rain, now a nigga gon’ shine (Oh)