Sha Gz – Better Off Dead Lyrics

Better Off Dead Lyrics by Sha Gz

[Intro]

(Ditty we bout’ to be rich baby)

[Chorus]
Like
I cannot love all that shit is not meant for me
If you riding, better sit with me
Is you gon’ be there when shit get lit for me?
Late night, tell that nigga you missing me
How the fuck did I let that bitch get to me?
Like damn, you ain’t shit to me
And I need you, you ain’t feeling me
So when I see you, don’t be feeling me

[Verse]
She like Sha, you a goat
Keep on rapping, you gon’ blow
When I’m fucking her good, she be curling her toes
And she like when I’m fucking her soul
When I grab on her butt, put my hand on her throat
And if I get up with you, nobody gon’ know
To ya crib, I’m bringing my pole
If it’s oppy, I will not go
Let me know if it’s rocky
30 clip, just in case they move oppy
Imma’ flick, they can’t stop me
Bullets punching, we beat em’ like Ali (On the strip)
Like stay beside me, anything that you want, I’m like “Copy” (I’m the shit)
And it’s wocky, she move funny but stay tryna’ watch me, ’cause I’m rich, like
I really gave you my trust, like I-I really showed you enough
You all in my phone, tryna see who I’m cuffin’
Only call me when you wanted to fuck
Late nights, wit’ it tucked
It was just me and you, now it’s us
Somebody calling, bitch I won’t pick up
[Chorus]
Like
I cannot love all that shit is not meant for me
If you riding, better sit with me
Is you gon’ be there when shit get lit for me?
Late night, tell that nigga you missing me
How the fuck did I let that bitch get to me?
Like damn, you ain’t shit to me
And I need you, you ain’t feeling me
So when I see you, don’t be feeling me

[Verse 2]
She like Sha, you a goat
Keep on rapping, you gon’ blow
When I’m fucking her good, she be curling her toes
And she like when I’m fucking her soul
When I grab on her butt, put my hand on her throat
And if I get up with you, nobody gon’ know
To ya crib, I’m bringing my pole
If its oppy, I will not go
Let me know if it’s rocky
30 clip, just in case they move oppy
Imma’ flick, they can’t stop me
Bullets punching, we beat em’ like Ali (On the strip)
Like stay beside me, anything that you want, I’m like “Cop it” (I’m the shit)
And its wocky, she move funny but stay tryna’ watch me, ’cause I’m rich