[Intro: WizDaWizard]
Ayy, Yurda Gang, Murder Gang
Ayy, Yurda Gang, Murder Gang
Bah, bah, bah-bah, trust me
CeeJay, what they do, nigga? Trust me
[Chorus: SCY Jimm]
Snuck the stick inside the club, I got them scared now (Ayy)
I was broke a while ago, but that shit dead now (But that shit dead)
I'm smoking Blue Dream, but I got red eyes
Young nigga shit, I keep a pocket full of dead guys (Glaow, glaow)
I got this shit up out the dirt, nigga (Ayy, come on)
Wanna get down with the gang? You gotta put in work, nigga (Ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah)
Glock with a dick, but it's a bitch, how it twerk, nigga (Yeah)
I drop a bag, lil' bruh gon' take you off this earth, nigga (Glaow, ayy, glaow, ayy), yeah (ayy)
[Verse 1: SCY Jimm]
Ayy, Ruger-5.7 (Huh?), I still don't fuck with 12, ayy (Nah)
Ballin' like LeBron, but I catch plays like I'm Odell, uh (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
They know they fuckеd up showing me how to use that scale, ayy (Ayy, ayy, comе on, man)
It's gon' rain bullets when they let Sammy out of jail (Glaow, glaow, glaow)
They said I couldn't, bitch, I did it (Bitch, I did it)
Picture me at the top with hella racks and Glocks with switches (Ayy, ayy)
All these niggas hoes, won't catch me hangin' 'round no bitches
You ain't gettin' no money, nigga, keep me out your mention (Ayy, ayy, yeah, I did that)
I'm a felon, still'll bust a nigga melon, keep that stick with me (Glaow, glaow, yeah)
Come buy half a brick, I'll show you how to make a quick fifty Same hoes ain't want me when I was broke be tryna get with me (Ayy, ayy, unh-uh)
Knowin' she be fucking with the opps, can't let this bitch get me (Ayy, ayy, ayy, come on, man)
[Chorus: SCY Jimm]
Snuck the stick inside the club, I got them scared now (Glaow)
I was broke a while ago, but that shit dead now (That shit dead)
I'm smoking Blue Dream, but I got red eyes
Young nigga shit, I keep a pocket full of dead guys (Glaow, glaow)
I got this shit up out the dirt, nigga (Ayy, come on)
Wanna get down with the gang? You gotta put in work, nigga (Yeah)
Glock with a dick, but it's a bitch, how it twerk, nigga (Glaow)
I drop a bag, lil' bruh gon' take you off this earth, nigga
[Verse 2: WizDaWizard]
Yeah, lil' bro gon' take you off this earth, nigga (Try it)
Fifty with a switch, we put niggas on shirts, niggas (Bah, bah)
Hit his block, Double M gang, you know we dirt niggas (On God)
You ever felt that lead before? Yeah, that shit hurt, nigga, yeah (Trust me)
We screamin' "Yurda" when we swang through (Yurda)
Ain't got no pics, you send a diss, you know we comin' through (Bah, bah)
We pull up back to back, creepin', lettin' that chopper loose (Come here)
I'm tryna do a nigga filthy, put 'em on the news (Channel 10)
Shots rang, that mean another nigga caught the blues (On God)
We dropped his ass, now it's blood stains on my shoes (Yurda Gang)
A nigga face gone, that Double M gang came through (Yurda Gang)
A nigga face gone, that Double M gang came through (Bah)
Trust me, murder
[Chorus: SCY Jimm]
Snuck the stick inside the club, I got them scared now (Glaow)
I was broke a while ago, but that shit dead now (That shit dead)
I'm smoking Blue Dream, but I got red eyes
Young nigga shit, I keep a pocket full of dead guys (Glaow, glaow)
I got this shit up out the dirt, nigga (Ayy, come on)
Wanna get down with the gang? You gotta put in work, nigga (Yeah)
Glock with a dick, but it's a bitch, how it twerk, nigga (Glaow)
I drop a bag, lil' bruh gon' take you off this earth, nigga
Dead Guys was written by SCY Jimm & WizDaWizard.
Dead Guys was produced by HardKnock.