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Dead Cypher

 

Dead Cypher

(album: TTB: STREETS CHOSE ME - 2021)


(Sunny, you killed this)
Yeah

Big stick, oak tree
Pussy parasites and leeches
All these niggas swear they loan sharks, but really owe me
Four eyes, need eyes behind my head to watch my back
In that Trackhawk, but I'm so fly, I'm in that hawk track

Yeah (Bitch)
Baby, you can't get the recipe
Baby, you can't the rest of me
Baby, you can't get a text from me
I said, you not a necessity
I said, your girl a necessity
I said, your girl a necessity
I said, your girl a necessity
Yeah, yeah, uh (Bitch)
Baby, you can't get no checks from me
Baby, you can't get no head from me
Most of these niggas is dead to me
Most of these bitches is dead to me
Baby, I only see red to me
All this shit just red to me
All that shit just red to me

Ha, most of these bitches is dead to me
Most of these bitches be shit to me
Sipping that drank, I see Tris when I pee
YellaBandanna and that same color Snapchat
You can't get shit back, you can't get shit back
Fucking your bitch, you cannot get your nut back
You cannot get your nut back, yeah

Run it up, count it up, said that I mean it
Slide and then dip, it turned me to a demon
Friday, I already hit for the weekend
Heard you went broke and I know that you tweaking
Ten band, twenty band, count it, I keep it
I'm thumbing through racks, that put you in your feelings
But money, it always come in how we spending
We don't give a fuck what you spent the last weekend
Yeah, hit up your block and we spin it again
Looking at me like we were the win
Just counted five and I turned it to ten
Fuck around and go buy me a Benz
All of them Benjamins turned to my friend
Count it up like this shit couldn't end
All of this money I made with my hands
Count a hundred, then make it again

Nigga like me pulled up like Speed Racer, know I'm second to none
Like a lil' bitch who gon' go hard, your ho, she sweet like honey buns
Baby, you know I'm realer than, I'm what it is, you what it was
All these niggas, they ain't even making no sense, they just duds
All these niggas, they tryna keep up with us, don't got 'em no thrust
All of my boys say that we got each other, baby, don't trust
All of my bitches say that they love me, but don't wanna budge
I done had to be intertwined, uh, with a, uh
I done had to be too turnt, but it was on lust
I done had to get the bang, but I got it enough on my bus

Yeah, uh, stupid lil' bitch better pick it up
Switching my hoes, I'ma switch it up
Give her my dick, she gon' kiss it up
No, they can't, bruh, they can't sit with us
Niggas, they change, they be switching up
Niggas be scary, they stiffen up
Baby, I'm shining, I glisten up (Glisten up)

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