Dead Trollz

[Chorus]
Tell the motherfuckin' police pick me up
He say my name, I whoop that nigga brain, watch lil' bro whip him up
Bodies drop, send hollows through his body, can't even stitch him up
He losin' too much blood, the paramedics can't even pick him up
Steppin' on 'em babies, they think I'm crazy like I'm a fuckin' psycho
My dick go hard whenever I go spin, guess I just popped a rhino
12 askin' me 'bout these dead opps, how the fuck should I know?
Pourin' up purp', got babies in my cup, I'm sippin' opp niggas

[Verse 1]
Locked in with some killers who done really fuckin' dropped niggas
Why the fuck you 'round if you ain't clutchin' on no Glock, nigga?
Get the drop, nigga, and leave a hole up in his head, like a whale or somethin'
Gotta murk the bitch he ever catch a case, cause he gon' tell or somethin'
Catch a body, you know I make bail or somethin'
Hop out, headshot, I'm nailin' somethin'
Try to spin and that stupid bitch done fell, come catch one to the face
Know an opp got shot in his mouth, but still be talkin', they don't understand what he say
On house arrest, still be talkin' all that shit, bitch, I know where you stay
Bitch, you know I'm Big 26K
Hop out, walk down with a brand new Drac'
Fuck nigga better watch his mouth 'fore I knock him off, leave the bitch dead where he lay
On that South, no, we don’t play, got niggas fifteen tryna slang that iron
Bitch, I'm quick to drop a bag, if you ever play with me or mine
Clutchin' forties, nigga, fuck a nine
Air one, that's a dead opp
Mad about they partner, he got hit in the back, he ain't catch no headshot
And they know I got they lo', pussy nigga, don't be scared now
And them niggas from the other side gon' get it too, feel an opp too dead now
Might come spin in a Redeye
Mask up killer not to say who am I
The way I whacked the bitch, they already know that he was sent by Li Rye
I know I'm goin' to Hell, I sent too many niggas to the sky
Come on

[Chorus]
Tell the motherfuckin' police pick me up
He say my name, I whoop that nigga brain, watch lil' bro whip him up
Bodies drop, send hollows through his body, can't even stitch him up
He losin' too much blood, the paramedics can't even pick him up
Steppin' on 'em babies, they think I'm crazy like I'm a fuckin' psycho
My dick go hard whenever I go spin, guess I just popped a rhino
12 askin' me 'bout these dead opps, how the fuck should I know?
Pourin' up purp', got babies in my cup, I'm sippin' opp niggas

[Verse 2]
All these trends, be talkin' all that shit, bitch, I'm a grown man
For years been steppin', bitch, young nigga, you better stay in your own lane
'Fore you die young, you'll never get the chance to be an old man
Got so much money, I can drop a bag on your whole gang
Get you young niggas whacked like back to back, smoke them boys out the van
Bitch, you done made me mad, so just flag, you better not fuckin' lack
Got partners on the East, cut off the leash and they knock off your head
Just know, bitch, once you die, I'm drankin' grave and ain't no comin' back
Bitch tried me like I'm dumb, like I ain't know she from that other side
And I be inside that car, switch rip it up and kill everything inside
That nigga no part-time, I push the button and all them niggas die
I'd slang my own brother if he scared, his ass ain't down to ride
Pour murder in my blunt, they think I'm late, sound like eight bodies murdered
When I fuck on a bitch, can't nut in her 'cause I know that I'm flirter
7.62 extend that nigga neck like a fuckin' turtle
Ain't never work construction, but I'm quick to go and dirty-work a bitch
Watch me murk a bitch, shoot him in his face and shit
Just for talkin' like you really 'bout it, watch how I sew you, bitch
Ain't talkin' 'bout no wind when I say I'm quick to blow, bitch
I T-shirt his ass, it make his mama cry in a pulpit (Ah)
Fuck the bitch, she know I'm up, I make her suck and eat the dick
RIdin' 'round with a fed chop, binary trigger, hundred rounds on the stick
I ain't gotta hit no lick, I'm droppin' bag, get niggas hit in they shit
Playin' both sides gon' get your ass killed, bitch, you better pick
Pick a side 'cause I ain't never spare shit every time I went and slid
First face tattoo came with a fuckin' reason, everybody know what I did
When I whacked the bitch, I was outside still, I ain't never hid
Ha, haha, ah-ah

[Outro]
Clutchin' forties, nigga, fuck a nine
Air one, that's a dead opp
Mad about they partner, he got hit in the back, he ain't catch no headshot
And they know I got they lo', pussy nigga, don't be scared now
And them niggas from the other side gon' get it too, feel an opp too dead now