Yung Wolf - Death in Tune

I be in the party wit’ my shawty All I see is red
Molly, molly, molly, molly, molly, she feel short of breath
Molly, molly, molly, molly, molly, take it don’t be scared
Molly, molly, molly, molly, molly, let her see the dead
Death in tune
Feel it coming soon
Double up my cup with Hi-Tech turn my veins blue
Death in tune
Feel it coming soon
Double up my cup with Hi-Tech turn my veins blue
All up in the party people walking like a zombie
Rob a n***a chain, death for Avianne
Fuck K jewelers, I said fuck my jeweler, I need Cartier
N***as wanna book me need my bag to hangout with these squares
Aye, walk up in the party and these bitches wanna stare
Aye, walk up in the party and these n***as wanna glare
Yeah, like wassup off the mud n***a I don’t give a fuck
Uh, when I’m off the shits n***a bet not test his luck
I be in the party wit’ my shawty All I see is red
Molly, molly, molly, molly, molly, she feel short of breath
Molly, molly, molly, molly, molly, take it don’t be scared
Molly, molly, molly, molly, molly, let her see the dead
Death in tune
Feel it coming soon
Double up my cup with Hi-Tech turn my veins blue
Death in tune
Feel it coming soon
Double up my cup with Hi-Tech turn my veins blue

Written by:
Timothy Streets

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