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Dead Man

 

Dead Man

(album: Speak Of The Devil - 2018)


Yeah, check check, uh
Whole lot of Rich Gang shit, ayy
Yeah, stepping out, yeah, ayy, ayy, okay

Ayy, yeah, three bitches inside the ride with me, ride with me
Yeah, only come fuck with the team if you riding with me
Wait stop, ayy, chains on my neck, I don't need your co-sign to me
Yeah, y'all the ones wanted beef, now we in Homicide City
Chains on my neck, I'm skrrt off
Trap from the first to the first, boss
You don't wanna end up in a hearse, dog
Best to stay up out of my way
I'm sitting in the vert, ayy
Shorty want a boyfriend, I ain't got no time to flirt, yeah
On drugs, everything that I'm seeing starting to invert, yeah
Grind, yeah, grind like I'm riding on vert
Y'all don't want problems, I'll put ya in the dirt
I done made a half a million only off merch
I'm tryna skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt
Shorty want the kid in her skirt, skirt, skirt
Skrt, smoking on my favorite color
Dog, that's purp, purp, purp

I'm switching up the view like keg stands
You don't want it with me, you a dead man
I'm aiming at your head, not a leg, man
I'm in the pantry for the bread, man
I'll skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt, yeah
Shorty want the kid in her skirt, skirt, skirt
Smoking on my favorite color
Dog, that's purp, purp, purp

Riding in a two door coupe
Yeah, pulling up and shooting out the roof
I'm, stacking all my money to the roof
Ayy, Baby called me, said that I'm the truth
I'm, riding in the 305 in the city
I'm in the club, sucking on titties
People say I changed, how the fuck I got the whole clique with me
You fuck with me, then you die with me

I'm sitting at the top like keg stands
You don't want it with me, you a dead man
I'm aiming at your head, not a leg, man
I'm in the kitchen for the bread, man
Tryna skrt, skrt, skrt, yeah
Shorty want the kid in her skirt, skirt, skirt, whoa
Smoking on my favorite color
Dog, that's purp, purp, purp

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