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