F*ck them all
Imma die a baller
Woke up in la
All these model bitches taller
All my nails is crisp
All my dollars crisp
My whole fit is crisp
I'm feeling like the shit
F*ck them all
Imma die a baller
Woke up in la
All these model bitches taller
All my nails is crisp
All my dollars crisp
My whole fit is crisp
I'm feeling like the shit
F*ck them all
Imma die a baller
Woke up in la
All these model bitches taller
All my nails is crisp
All my dollars crisp
My whole fit is crisp
I'm feeling like the shit
Losing myself until
I've been a whole star for real
I find my peace peace peace
When I look at you and chill
Call me what you desire
Keep it low key for real
I don't do public eye
That's how this get killed for real real
Hondees - If I Don't Die a Baller Lyrics
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F*ck them all
Imma die a baller
Woke up in la
All these model bitches taller
All my nails is crisp
All my dollars crisp
My whole fit is crisp
I'm feeling like the shit
F*ck them all
Imma die a baller
Woke up in la
All these model bitches taller
All my nails is crisp
All my dollars crisp
My whole fit is crisp
I'm feeling like the shit
F*ck them all
Imma die a baller
Woke up in la
All these model bitches taller
All my nails is crisp
All my dollars crisp
My whole fit is crisp
I'm feeling like the shit
Losing myself until
I've been a whole star for real
I find my peace peace peace
When I look at you and chill
Call me what you desire
Keep it low key for real
I don't do public eye
That's how this get killed for real real
Imma die a baller
Woke up in la
All these model bitches taller
All my nails is crisp
All my dollars crisp
My whole fit is crisp
I'm feeling like the shit
F*ck them all
Imma die a baller
Woke up in la
All these model bitches taller
All my nails is crisp
All my dollars crisp
My whole fit is crisp
I'm feeling like the shit
F*ck them all
Imma die a baller
Woke up in la
All these model bitches taller
All my nails is crisp
All my dollars crisp
My whole fit is crisp
I'm feeling like the shit
Losing myself until
I've been a whole star for real
I find my peace peace peace
When I look at you and chill
Call me what you desire
Keep it low key for real
I don't do public eye
That's how this get killed for real real
Writer: Christian Padilla
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