When I Die Put My Money In The Grave TikTok Lyrics was Officially sung by Drake and this song was released in June 15, 2019.
When I Die Put My Money In The Grave TikTok Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah, okay
Lil CC on the beat, mmm
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 1]
I mean, where the f^^k should I really even start?
I got ho^s that I'm keepin' in the dark
I got my ni^^as 'cross the street livin' large
Thinkin' back to the fact that they dead
Thought my raps wasn't facts 'til they sat with the bars
I got two phones, one need a charge
Yeah, they twins, I could tell they ass apart
I got big packs comin' on the way
I got big stacks comin' out the safe
I got Lil Max with me, he the wave
It's a big gap between us in the game
In the next life, I'm tryna stay paid
When I die, put my money in the grave
[Chorus]
When I die, put my money in the grave
I really gotta put a couple ni^^as in they place
Really just lapped every ni^^a in the race
I really might tat "Realest ni^^a" on my face
Lil CC let it slap with the bass
I used to save ho^s with a mask and a cape
Now I'm like, "Nah, love, I'm good, go away"
Ain't about to die with no money, I done gave it
[Verse 2]
I was on top when that shit meant a lot
Still on top like I'm scared of the drop
Still on top and these ni^^as wanna swap
ni^^as wanna swap like it's Slauson or Watts
I don't wanna change 'cause I'm good where I'm at
Mob ties, so I'm always good where I'm at
Word to Junior, Jazzy, Baby J
Tell 'em when I die, put my money in the grave
[Verse 3]
Couple figures, killers call and collect (Collect)
She f^^k a ni^^a, then she on to the next (Next)
Really livin' large, she in awe with a mack
When you ni^^as thinkin' small in the mall with a rat (Rat)
Roll with us if you really wanna get it (Get it)
Go get a half a million in the Sprinter (Sprinter)
Phone ringin', bi^^hes know a big tipper (Tipper)
I got the hookup and there's really no limit (Limit)
Dead broke is in you ni^^a DNA (DNA)
Rickey Smiley's in Decatur with the yé
Lil' ni^^a, just another state case
Bury my mo^^erf^^kin' Chase Bank, time to bounce (Bounce)
Gotta count on my allowance (Gotta count on my allowance)
You ni^^as snitches so I gotta reroute it (So I gotta reroute it)
A ni^^a drippin' like I got a zillion dollars
Got the trap jumpin' like Zion when I rebound it
Then I'm out (Then I'm out)
And I'll never talk about it (About it)
The homies quiet, but we all smoke the loudest (Loudest)
Rich ni^^as and I'm really bein' modest
'Cause the way I do my deals, never treated like a artist
Want the house (House)
You could DM my accountant
My per diem six figures and I'm countin'
Nine figures was the goal 'til I hit it
These ni^^as ain't livin', so bury mine with me
Ross got it (Maybach Music)
[Chorus]
When I die, put my money in the grave
I really gotta put a couple ni^^as in they place
Really just lapped every ni^^a in the race
I really might tat "Realest ni^^a" on my face
Lil CC let it slap with the bass
I used to save ho^s with a mask and a cape
Now I'm like, "Nah, love, I'm good, go away"
Ain't about to die with no money, I done gave it
Writer(s): DeLorean Black, Asoteric, Ljay Currie, Cydney Christine, Rick Ross & Drake.