Give a fuck about tomorrow we could die die die Don't you tell me bunch of shit I'm getting high Got a bitch up in the telly and we fly fly fly Lift the cup up to my homies in the sky Give a fuck about tomorrow we could die die die Don't you tell me bunch of shit I'm getting high Got a bitch up in the telly and we fly fly fly Lift the cup up to my homies in the sky Yeah I pass the cup up to my homies in the sky Now I fuck with the baddest bitch, but before she would not type See my name is Tundra, you can call me Ice I be getting so cold can you warm me in your pie I be way too young to have some worries in my life And you're way to old to always worry about mine Shining like a star while a hater getting by And my body's going to pass but I'm never going to die Die die die, I will fly fly fly You can tell me that you love me But you lie lie lie Yeah you lie lie lie Yeah you lie lie lie You can tell me that you love me But you lie lie lie Give a fuck about tomorrow we could die die die Don't you tell me bunch of shit I'm getting high Got a bitch up in the telly and we fly fly fly Lift the cup up to my homies in the sky Give a fuck about tomorrow we could die die die Don't you tell me bunch of shit I'm getting high Got a bitch up in the telly and we fly fly fly Lift the cup up to my homies in the sky Tomorrow we could die die Dead homies all up in my pockets make me smile smile Never think about it, I be always way too high Money is the only thing that's sticking on my mind Bad bitch but she is good at making bed rock Fake tits, but I know she got a brave heart Pass it, imma need another paper Serve you like a waiter, balling like a laker Give a fuck about tomorrow we could die die die Don't you tell me bunch of shit I'm getting high Got a bitch up in the telly and we fly fly fly Lift the cup up to my homies in the sky Give a fuck about tomorrow we could die die die Don't you tell me bunch of shit I'm getting high Got a bitch up in the telly and we fly fly fly Lift the cup up to my homies in the sky