Die Slow

[Intro: Ayesha Erotica] (Oh my God, I'm on the street) (I just hopped out the whip on [?], and I'm about to shake that fucking laffy taffy) (I'm about to shake my fucking laffy taffy, bitch) [Chorus: Ayesha Erotica] Bitch, go fucking suck dick and die slow Papi on my side and he pop a Rhino Off of ecstasy and secrets, always tryna fight hoes I just bought another .40 while you bitches buy clothes I'm like, "We are not the same, bitch, not even similar" You fucking with some Johns, I'm fucking with the Dillinger Fucking for some dinner, sellin' pussy for a G Dirty-ass bitch, take a bath and go to sleep [Verse: Ayesha Erotica] I've been up for like a week, just tryna make a hefty bag Never keep the strap the same, you such a [?] mag I ain't out here ridin' dirty, that's the shit that gеt you wrapped Talkin' foolish on me, that's the shit that gеt you wrecked I don't ride with bitches, no, I stay up by my lonesome Rappin' 'bout en guete pussy, you don't even own one Blowin' up like '01 in September Shoutin', "Gang" when you are not even a member I can not respect it, fucking dorko I was in the eighth grade taking trips and snorting narcos We was on the block, but you know it 'bout to be a run And I wanna die, so I don't even fear none [Chorus: Ayesha Erotica] Bitch, go fucking suck dick and die slow Papi on my side and he pop a Rhino Off of ecstasy and secrets, always tryna fight hoes I just bought another .40 while you bitches buy clothes I'm like, "We are not the same, bitch, not even similar" You fucking with some Johns, I'm fucking with the Dillinger Fucking for some dinner, sellin' pussy for a G Dirty-ass bitch, take a bath and go to sleep [Outro: Ayesha Erotica & Yvncc] Die slow, bitch Die slow, bitch Huh-uh, uh-uh Huh-uh, uh-uh Huh-uh, uh-uh Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh Huh, huh Bitch