Give a fuck about tomorrow we could die die die
Don't you tell me bunch of shit I'm getting high
Got a bitch up in the telly and we fly fly fly
Lift the cup up to my homies in the sky
Give a fuck about tomorrow we could die die die
Don't you tell me bunch of shit I'm getting high
Got a bitch up in the telly and we fly fly fly
Lift the cup up to my homies in the sky
Yeah I pass the cup up to my homies in the sky
Now I fuck with the baddest bitch, but before she would not type
See my name is Tundra, you can call me Ice
I be getting so cold can you warm me in your pie
I be way too young to have some worries in my life
And you're way to old to always worry about mine
Shining like a star while a hater getting by
And my body's going to pass but I'm never going to die
Die die die, I will fly fly fly
You can tell me that you love me
But you lie lie lie
Yeah you lie lie lie
Yeah you lie lie lie
You can tell me that you love me
But you lie lie lie
Give a fuck about tomorrow we could die die die
Don't you tell me bunch of shit I'm getting high
Got a bitch up in the telly and we fly fly fly
Lift the cup up to my homies in the sky
Give a fuck about tomorrow we could die die die
Don't you tell me bunch of shit I'm getting high
Got a bitch up in the telly and we fly fly fly
Lift the cup up to my homies in the sky
Tomorrow we could die die
Dead homies all up in my pockets make me smile smile
Never think about it, I be always way too high
Money is the only thing that's sticking on my mind
Bad bitch but she is good at making bed rock
Fake tits, but I know she got a brave heart
Pass it, imma need another paper
Serve you like a waiter, balling like a laker
Give a fuck about tomorrow we could die die die
Don't you tell me bunch of shit I'm getting high
Got a bitch up in the telly and we fly fly fly
Lift the cup up to my homies in the sky
Give a fuck about tomorrow we could die die die
Don't you tell me bunch of shit I'm getting high
Got a bitch up in the telly and we fly fly fly
Lift the cup up to my homies in the sky