Die For The Hype (Live In Atlanta|Explicit)

Where the f**k am I

Tell me did I just die

'Coz I don't understand why

I'm in a room I don't recognise

I died at 545

Yeah it says so on a sign

And my mother's crying out her eyes

Or is the radio telling lies

Juvenile siner

Car crash winner

Don't let the devil take you out a dinner

Juvenile siner

Car crash winner

Don't let the devil take you out a dinner

I just wanna die for the hype

For the hype

Crucify like Jesus Christ

I just wanna die for the hype

For the hype

Crucify like Jesus Christ

I'm digging my own grave for the day

I decorated with pink socks and gold chains

Two fat stacks on my eyes

I'm in a box I don't recognise

Believe what they say

And you'll be flying away

On a coke cool B-day

Oh why they put the cookie on your face

Juvenile siner

Car crash winner

Don't let the devil take you out a dinner

Juvenile siner

Car crash winner

Don't let the devil take you out a dinner

I just wanna die for the hype

For the hype

Crucify like Jesus Christ

I just wanna die for the hype

For the hype

Crucify like Jesus Christ

Yeah Polly

I just wanna suck on your lolly

I just wanna suck on your lolly

I just wanna suck on your lolly Polly

Yeah Polly

I just wanna suck on your lolly

I just wanna suck on your lolly

I just wanna suck on your lolly Polly

I just wanna die for the hype

For the hype

Crucify like Jesus Christ

I just wanna die for the hype

For the hype

Crucify like Jesus Christ

I just wanna die for the hype

For the hype

Crucify like Jesus Christ

I just wanna die for the hype

For the hype

Crucify like Jesus Christ