After Life - Frais, Diego of Volumes

Doors open up that’s a suicide

Take off on dese bitches

I could even flyy

Diamonds on me frozen

Like I’m dead inside

I ain’t birthing no more niggas

Got my tubes tied

Shorty is you with me

Is u down to ride

Middle fingers to up

Fuck the other side

Flexing on these niggas

That’s a exercise

All this stunting

I’m immortal

In the afterlife

They saving I’m living

Like I did twice

Rolling with my niggas

And they shootin if you move

Pull off with ya Bitch

Hear the pipes then it vrooom

Codiene in my piss

And my wrist hella cool

Got dese bitches barking at me

Like a dog at the moon

Got it out the bowl

Like the dope on a spoon

Weed & Percocet

Cuz it put in my mood

I’m staring at ya Bitch

& she smiling @ me 2

She gon give that pussy

To nigga cuz she want

To know a Nigga lying

If he saying he don’t want u

100s on the floor

She finger fucking on a fortune

& she get on top

Ride a nigga like a horseman

I be on them pills

Like a bag full of porcelain

West end niggas

We not fond of all the talking

Drop top foreign

And the driver is a marksman

Looking at me funny

Now you looking like a target

Nike Sbs

Dey ain’t put these on the market

Thick red Bitch

Laying naked on my carpet

It’s full moon out

Tell her meet me in my coffin

Cup full of syrup

Got me feeling like a Martian

Bag full of weed

Like I’m working on harvest

I’m just doing me

It’ll never be a contest

Give her dick deep

If it’s something she can digest

When I’m done with her

Left her hanging on my closet

Doors open up that’s a suicide

Take off on dese bitches

I could even flyy

Diamonds on me frozen

Like I’m dead inside

I ain’t birthing no more niggas

Got my tubes tied

Shorty is you with me

Is u down to ride

Middle fingers to up

Fuck the other side

Flexing on these niggas

That’s a exercise

All this stunting

I’m immortal

In the afterlife