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Till He's Dead

 

Till He's Dead


Hahaha

Seven moon red blend in my system
If he keep talking like he flirting, I'll let that .30 kiss him
Hollow tip his him head, bet nobody will miss him
Shit, I'm toxic like lead, keep shooting, nigga, 'til he dead, ha

Shoot him 'til he's dead (Uh-huh)
Shoot him 'til he's dead (Uh-huh)
We don't smoke no pepper, smoking backwoods, Trippie Redd, (Uh-huh)
If she text me in the booth (Uh-huh), I'ma leave that bitch on read (Uh-huh)
Give a fuck about your plans, bitch, I'ma tryna make these bands

Where I'm from, niggas don't make it out alive
Count all the niggas I lost, shit, I'm 'bout to cry
Screaming "Why?," screaming "Why?"
Why you didn't take me first?
Fucking your bitch, she loving that shit, she gon' squirt, uh, uh
Dick so deep, she screaming my name like it's rollcall (Uh, uh)
Running to the money, Sonic the Hedgehog (Yeah, yeah)
Used to be bummy, now I rock Tommy, no Abercrombie, yeah
[?], yeah
I shoot while you running, yeah
[?] while she giving me neck and I swear to God this shit feel funny, yeah
All of y'all niggas is dummies, yeah
Most of y'all niggas be fucking squares
Cartier shades, Dior my jacket
Long hair, I don't fucking care

Seven moon red blend in my system
If he keep talking like he flirting, I'll let that .30 kiss him
Hollow tip his him head, bet nobody will miss him
Shit, I'm toxic like lead, keep shooting, nigga, 'til he dead, ha

Shoot him 'til he's dead (Uh-huh)
Shoot him 'til he's dead (Uh-huh)
We don't smoke no pepper, smoking backwoods, Trippie Redd, (Uh-huh)
If she text me in the booth (Uh-huh), I'ma leave that bitch on read (Uh-huh)
Give a fuck about your plans, bitch, I'ma tryna make these bands

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