She Told Me to Kill Myself (Explicit)

She Told Me to Kill Myself (Explicit) - SMRTDEATH/Lil Aaron

Lyrics by：Michael Skwark/Aaron Jennings/Mike Fonseca/Jackson Southorn/Jordan Reyez

Composed by：Michael Skwark/Aaron Jennings/Mike Fonseca/Jackson Southorn/Jordan Reyez

Smrtdeath：

She told me to kill myself

Like I haven't been working on it

I don't think it's real I am

Wishing that I was dead every morning

Now I'm 'bout to feel myself

I've been gassing it let's be honest

Baby I'm a real one world

Imma do whatever

I'm living nauseous

Lil Aaron：

She told me to die like I don't already want to

I lay awake at night thinking about s**t I can't undo

As long as I'm alive

Got some money Imma run through

I'm just here for the night

Shawty told me I should come through

But I don't wanna talk just want a shot

Throw some guap and get some top

I'm feeling hot to the top

I ain't gon' stop don't f**k with shawty she a not

I bet she gets that a lot

I bet shе gets that a lot

Both：

Yeah and I'm doing alright without you

I'm fine without you

Yeah and b***h Imma shine without you

And die without you

Smrtdeath：

She told me to kill myself

Like I haven't been working on it

I don't think it's real I am

Wishing that I was dead every morning

Now I'm 'bout to feel myself

I've been gassing it let's be honest

Baby I'm a real one world

Imma do whatever

I'm living nauseous

I've been working on dying

Like I'm maybe for uzi

Tryna hurt me I'm trying to

If I'm winning I'm losing

Every time you hit my line

I'm like The f**k are you doing

I left all that s** behind

Now they mad 'cause I'm moving

But none of it means anything

Lately I've been getting things

Lately I've been getting rings

I get the check and let us in

Pockets full of fentamines

My fit it cost a wedding ring

I'm looking like a rock-o-rama

Boutta cop a seven string

Baby to be real you don't even know me like that

Know me like that

Sethany like Rick Ross

'Cause these hoes can't hold me back

She told me to kill myself

Like I haven't been working on it

I don't think it's real I am

Wishing that I was dead every morning

Now I'm 'bout to feel myself

I've been gassing it let's be honest

Baby I'm a real one world

Imma do whatever

I'm living nauseous