Deads

Verse 1: soser
We finna walk in the function
Hell nah, n**** you cannot get in (yeah)
Yall n**** not sipping Tussin
You ain’t my twin and you ain’t got a band
G19 with a red dot
That's your hoe and she keep gettin headshots
Can't see you but yeah you get shot
In the field bitch I feel like I'm Dred Scott
Watch out he get his head shot
Your bitch i’m getting my dick sucked
How you shoot but you miss yeah
Pockets fat like they Rick Ross
Pockets on fat yeah they chubby
Finna grip her, my dick in her tummy
Wipe your nose 'cause it's runny
How you “on one” but you running
Boy finna run he do track
F&N got that bitch movin back
Run up on me leave you flat
Get put down likе a mat

Verse 2: paragroup
She wanna kick it with thе gang
Choppa it firing flames
No I don't know none of these bitches names
I can't fuck with you, you a lame
I got a choppa, shoot with good aim
Said that you cool asked around you a lame
I-I-I'm finna shoot with no trust
He talkin' down he get hit with the K
Bitch ima ball out, 2K
I put that word on my deads
I got a Draco with them specs
Bro are you stupid you gotta be sped
I got a .50 cal at his head
I got your bad bitch in my bed
Bro we know that you been fed
Talkin on me send him back to his deads

Verse 3: soser
I'm finna ride with my shooter
Bitch I ride with a drac
N**** was so down bad, had no bread, had to make something shake
I was a young n****
I was so destined to get it, or I take it
You must be a dumb n****
Bitch ima pop me an X, feel like I'm in space
Can’t fuck with no n**** that be fed
N**** try lil che
I need 100k or you dead
Heavy artillery bitch
I got an AR with a leg
My n****s shoot and don't miss
I had him aim in at your dreads
I don't give a fuck about shit
N**** I spit all on your deads

Verse 4: che
I don't give a fuck about shit
XD45 stock combat with a mark two you get ripped
N-Nah I ain't signing no deal
APG why you all on my dick
I'm the one keeping it real
She want some love told that hoe eat dick
I heard he dead, n**** get yo mans
I'm in Eastside with lil Glo
I spend a band with my gangalangs
He get put in a bin
How you miss all of your shots
If it was me, n**** spin again
I just don't love all my thots
They be like "che can we all get in"

Verse 5: Kloutgabe
I was a young n****
I had to scam lil bro for a motherfuckin’ stick
You must be dumb n****
If you think yo lil ass hoe gon let you hit
I-I-I got a drum n****
XD45 hit that lil n**** in his shit
I got a gun n****
I-I'm gon jugg his lil ass hoe for his motherfucking Ricks
(Woo)
I don't give a fuck about shit
XD45 stock combat to your mouth yeah you get ripped
I-I ain't gotta shoot that lil ass n**** he get lit
If he want a feat, my n****, it’s the same amount as yo rent

Verse 6: tyxonsmith
That boy talkin shit up on the net then he get clipped (yeah)
Ran in the mall and I came with your bitch
Can't tell him shit
That boy is a snitch
XD45, I ain't a rookie
You got with a hoe I done hit as a cookie
I follow the money and this where it took me
Hit my n**** Chris if you wanna go book me
ACOG scope said I don't got aim I blow out ya nose
I'm in that bitch goin' toe to toe
I'm in that Maybach, break the road (ah)
ACOG scope on me, I'm down, I'm ready to blow
Bitch I'm down to fuck on your hoe
I know she down to ride the boat