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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Working on Dying
Working on Dying
Performer
Zack Fox
Zack Fox
Performer
Father
Father
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Zack Fox
Zack Fox
Songwriter
Father
Father
Songwriter
Richard Ortiz
Richard Ortiz
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
F1lthy
F1lthy
Producer
Lukrative
Lukrative
Producer

Lyrics

I'm working on dying Ayy, whoa Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Bitch, I'm, ayy, ayy Ayy Bitch, I'm tapped in, moving mad quick Baby girl, I bring the madness, what's your address? In the cut, I'm with a bad bitch like a bandage Hit your bitch like, "What's the Wi-Fi? Can I have it?" Play Nintendo while we smashing, hand me that Switch Bust a nut (uh), make me a sandwich Where my pants, bitch? Where my pants, bitch? I got a suit and a mask You running 'round in a cape I'm tryna get money fast, you tryna save the day I just threw milk in her face She feel this silk on her face I need to pick up the pace I'm 'bout to lick off the plate I'm 'bout to do the dishes Nose in a plate, I'm 'bout to crank up the bass Ready your boys pull up with them sticks, we at the castle gate I don't want your bitch, get off my dick, I'd rather masturbate Oxy and the vodka used to have me fucking aggravate Bent out of shape, ayy Rent outerspace, ayy Tesla X space coupe, ooh, I smell broke in here Tell my son go back into his room, there's some coke in here Pull up on me but don't wear no red, there's some Locs in here Know you smell that, see them fumes, you might choke in here Yeah, ayy, I got Belvedere Young, hot, feel like hell in here Five, six, felons in here loose .45 shells spreading fear Know you feel the dread in the room Bury me wit' a hundred goons Hella sticks, dicks gon' bloom Send a bitch nigga to his doom Bitch, I'm tapped in, moving mad quick Baby girl, I bring the madness, what's your address? In the cut, I'm with a bad bitch like a bandage Hit your bitch like, "What's the Wi-Fi? Can I have it?" Play Nintendo while we smashing, hand me that Switch Bust a nut, make me a sandwich Where my pants, bitch? Where my pants, bitch? Welp, that's all I got Yeah, tapped in moving mad quick Baby girl, I bring the madness, the sadness, 'bout that action
Writer(s): Richard Ortiz, Zachary Channing Fox Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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