This is how it happens, somebody yell your name
You turn around and look, you see a barrel flame
You fall against the wall while the hammer nail your frame
Try to get up then you stumble, you sittin' there in pain
Thought you was a thug, all it got you was a slug
Crowd goes wild cause they shot you in the club
Killer comes closer, pop you in the mug
Gravity and the Grim Reaper both drop you in your blood
Wildin' on Instagram showing you pack heat
Trippin' on Twitter, they split you 'til ya black knee
People love a role player, so you act street
Til you in your homie car dying in the back seat
Livin' on the edge, now them killas on your head
Soon as you get it twisted they put a million on your dreads
ER is too far now you a corpse in the car
Before you left you heard death
And this is what he said
You only die once my nigga, you only die once
You only die once my nigga, you only die once
The motto is YODO
Now you poppin' rubber bands talkin' bout you got it all
Flexin' for the strippers, one is sendin' out a call
Some niggas slide up on you, [...] pull it out and draw
Walk you into the bathroom, surround you by the stall
One watch the door, other goin' in your pocket
One snatchin' your jewels, ain't shit you can do to stop it
Thinkin' bout swingin' on the nigga, nigga stop it
You robbed by some pros, that stripper ho gon' get a profit
Your ego feel pathetic, tellin' you not to dead it
Expression on your face, them other niggas read it
You walkin' to your car, they knew where you was headed
They parked you in the parking lot before you can even set it
I seen it all unfold from a corner dimly lit
With a Worldstar bunny bouncin' on a nigga dick
See I got my Ruger, couple extended clips
And when I passed security, I hit ‘em with some chips
You only die once my nigga, you only die once
You only die once my nigga, you only die once
The motto is YODO
Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Dominick Wickliffe
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