Wifisfuneral - Been 2 Hell & Back lyrics

[Intro] Ayy, yuh Ayy, I see dead people when I'm walking outside I was raised to be on my sh** stay ten toes outside [Chorus] Ayy, I see dead people when I'm walking outside I was raised to be on my sh**, stay ten toes outside Like is you really down to ride? Don't think you live this life I could walk to hell and back and know I'd be alright [Post-Chorus] I told my daughter watch my back, cause him and I, we can't lack Keep it silent when I'm walking, I stop tweaking with the flats And I just made a call to Rex, see him on FaceTime with the strap Down pack, racked up on 30 bands Know that Usain Bolt to the guap Fold flat, Hurricane Chris my fist [Bridge] Oh yeah, hold up shawty, you know that I tweak, ayy Beans got me geeking, sh**, I bit down on my cheek, ayy Pulled up in dat Royce like who dat, they like "sh**, thats Weef" ayy Long way just from trapping out your mommys, sh**, I see, ayy 30 on the bezel damn like "yea thats just a piece", ayy I can't f** no hoes, that b**h can take just like a sneeze, ayy Blow pounds on the gas and now the space You know my steez, ayy Blow pounds on the- mm, yeah [Verse] You can't drag my dirt, through my carpet Bilowing smoke like a rocket, pop this ain't no oxy Tell the dead I'm sorry Probably with them knots, be fly like Matt Hardy I pour six inside my eight, me and d**h we got no fate How you show up, this a hold up They can't hold me from my glo up When these b**h n***as gon' grow up? Up that five, you gon throw up Tweaking off brick like molly Riding with a b**h named Molly, Holly Is that Rich Gang sh**? hardly Pour the high tech for quali' [Chorus] Ayy, I see dead people when I'm walking outside I was raised to be on my sh**, stay ten toes outside Like is you really down to ride? don't think you live this life I could walk to hell and back and know I'd be alright [Post-Chorus] I told my daughter watch my back, cause him and I, we can't lack Keep it silent when I'm walking, I stop tweaking with the flats And I just made a call to Rex, see him on FaceTime with the strap Down pack, racked up on 30 bands Know that Usain Bolt to the guap Fold flat, Hurricane Chris my fist [Bridge] Oh yeah, hold up shawty, you know that I tweak, ayy Beans got me geeking, sh**, I bit down on my cheek, ayy Pulled up in dat Royce like who dat, they like "sh**, thats Weef" ayy Long way just from trapping out your mommys, sh**, I see, ayy 30 on the bezel damn like "yea thats just a piece", ayy I can't f** no hoes, that b**h can take just like a sneeze, ayy Blow pounds on the gas and now the space You know my steez, ayy Blow pounds on the- mm, yeah