Braindead Intro

[Intro]
Squad, Brain Dead the mixtape (Hahah, huh)

[Verse]
Got 50 shots aimin' at your whip (DJ Bandz, 300)
Another 50 hangin' out my clip (Savage)
Shot his ass, he ran it, then I dipped (Huh)
300 shit, don't trust no bitch (300)
Gang shit, shoot him in his shit (Huh)
Police come, he tellin' like a bitch (Huh)
That bitch you wifin' ain't no shit (Thot)
I swear to god your bitch she suck my dick (Cock, bitch)
And you's a bitch 'cause you ain't shootin' shit (What?)
Niggas actin' light, man, they be shootin' shit
This Chiraq, this ain't shootin' shit (What?)
Well I come from that block where they be killin' shit (Grrah)
Out in traffic, on that gang shit (What?)
You try to rob me, I'ma change shit
The same nigga, just the fame clicked (Savage)
In my own zone, all I smoke is strong (Dope)
Don't love no bitch, I tell her move along
Can't trust that nigga, too much lookin' wrong
You ain't bout it then your mama wrong (What?)
Like your father, take your ass home
Bitch I'm a savage, how the fuck I'm wrong
I see a opp then we gone get it on (Bah)
This 12 gage I put it to his dome (What? Bah)
I catch a body then I roll in dope (Dope)
I'm laughin' at these bitches while I'm fuckin' (Savage, Savage)

[Outro]
Yeah, man, Brain Dead the mixtape
Mr. He Gone Shoot, gang