DeathIsAPlaceOnEarth

[Intro]
Ujuajua
Framing, aye, aye

[Verse 1]
Framing all my songs like it's pictures on a wall
Here going so hard, that I won't ever fall
Aye, run up the booth, kill the beats and then ball
Aye, every minute track, I go ham from my own jaw
Just turned 14, brand new jacket
Call up the racks then kick shit back, eat you up like maggots
Develop the heat, then put 'em in my basket, uh
I can't throw no hands, that's waste of my time and my life
Bitch I'm Selfmxde in his prime, going hard until it's five
Couldn't even care about what they do, this is my passion
This is my batshit, I can't fucking ask shit
I just want to do fun on my thing, that's what I'm about
Jamming so hard, can't feel my mouth, I movе quickly every route
With thе shredder, we gon' turn your bones into some noodles
I got plenty weapon to kill, it's like some pool noodles
Barking on the track like I'm speed or a fucking poodle
Wallet’s got a filled dough, looking like a strudel
Get the fuck up off my dick, I can go and rip your lips
Citi Trends on my fit like its Gucci or some Prada
Don't even know you, so don't even bother
Break your legs, might need a walker
Very clean on dollar, dollars
Feel unique, might need a collar

[Hook]
We die fast, but we can't quit now
Hustle, til' you break your fucking ribs out
Tick tock, blast off now, time to break the ground
Terrible, how they're terrible, I'll get my medals up
We die fast, but we can't quit now
Hustle, til' you break your fucking ribs out
Tick tock, blast off now, time to break the ground
Terrible, how they're terrible, I'll get my medals up (Yeah)

[Bridge]
Huh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, huh, get my medals up, uh, uh, get my medals up, yuh, uh-huh, okay

[Beat Switch]

[Interlude]
Aye, (Hey), yuh, (Did the beat switch?), uh, okay
(Woo!), okay, okay, aye, uh, (Yung and dead), aye

[Chorus]
Let's get death on your face like a fucking whore
Bitch, make a move, doing so much, now I need more
Get your ass up, let me uppercut your nose bones
I don't deal with the fake shit, I'll just go and do it on my own

[Verse 2]
Back up, I'll go give you this gadget
This ain't no plastic, I've had it, lemme go gas it to magic, I'll carry this like a basket
Leave you in the basket, no practice, I'll go super madness, I've maxed it
Be on my hoodie and mask shit, I'll go berserk on this rapping
I'll cut your toes off like Jason, all your shits so weak, not amazing
I told them bitches stop hating, now I'm used to that shit, awakening
I got the dough with the cakes in, speeding up, put my brakes in
Your friends can't really make shit, your man can't really take shit
They like it when Self on the beat, I'll let your girl be on my meat
I'll make you turn pink like these trees, on the track I keep it neat
I don't fuck with all that famous shit, just let me a myth
Keep my shit private then drop that shit, bitch

[Chorus]
Let's get death on your face like a fucking whore
Bitch, make a move, doing so much, now I need more
Get your ass up, let me uppercut your nose bones
I don't deal with the fake shit, I'll just go and do it on my own

[Verse 3]
Do it on my own, bitch
I might change your tone, bitch
I might kill em all, bitch
Feel like 6 feet tall, bitch
Riding with the mob, bitch
Feel like Asap Ferg, bitch
Slobbing on my knob quick
I might change your life, bitch, uh

[Outro]
Vocalizing
Uh, yuh, mm-mm-mm-mm, uh, yuh, hm-mm
(Aye!)