作曲：dooozii,Phreyla
作词：dooozii,Phreyla
Would you rather
Pockets full of money make it fatter
Talk a lot of sh-, grab the dagger
Ain't even thinking, head is severed
Would you rather
Pockets full of money make it fatter
Talk a lot of sh-, grab the dagger
Ain't even thinking, head is severed
You know you love the feeling when you're with me
You've got no self control, you're filled with **
I don't need body armor when I'm never seen
You won't always have a hold on me
Stacking up my chips like I'm stacking up my bodies
Running up the score, dominating every lobby
Blood all on my suit, 'cause it started as a hobby
Hesitation, don't you move, or you're dying to a molly
I'm gon make your head bounce
Body red (I said)
Boy don't make me air it out
Make sure ** I'll torment
You gon feel it in the morning, ouch
Brudda likes to talk, but he don't got my bank account
Racks coming now, but the racks ain't gon stop me
I just popped a pilly, now I'm walking like a zombie
I make my own moves, so that's why nobody copy
Don't like what I'm doing, tell me would you rather stop me
Would you rather (Would you rather)
Pockets full of money make it fatter
(That boy likes to) Talk a lot of sh-, grab the dagger
Ain't even thinking, head is severed
Would you rather (Would you rather)
Pockets full of money make it fatter
(That boy likes to) Talk a lot of sh-, grab the dagger
Ain't even thinking, head is severed
