Deceased

[Chorus]
Their bro just turned deceased (Dead up)
I saw him on BBC (Ayoo)
And them man wanna chat bout me
Blowing him, Dopesmoke got me bare dopey
My bro wanna smoke high tree
I said g, that pack there leaf (Dead)
When the spin ting spins it spins bare teeth (Ping, ping)
Duck down six feet

[Verse 1]
Who's that? Spin it
Hit him with a long nose bat, cricket (Bow)
In the field I'm a nigga that's widdit
Bun in your block, boom, bow, no ribbit (Ribbit, ribbit)
Late nights I'm looking suspicious
Poppin on opps, add a k on their district
Ring trap, tell my little nigga hit it
If there's cat's anywhere like take my digits (079)
Nah g you cannot kick it
I don't need new friends, I got enough that's realist (Nah)
Charlie, in the party kickin, wicked
Wallahi, I love ring ring, just listen, (Brr, brr)
Classy, saucy, drillers
One man army, step with the chingers, (Shing shao)
Bro bussed a smarties and hit two niggas
Damp up a artery, skrr from the dingers
Chattin' on my name cause their friends in the grave (Bare chattin')
They ain't got no shame (No shame)
So its gang they choose to give all the blame (Huh?)
They ain't got no shame (No shame)
---- got done cause he's looking for fame
Free lil bro, took him straight out the game (Free lil bro)
---- to the chest, oh yes
Ayy, roll it, roll it, blaze

[Chorus]
Their bro just turned deceased (Dead up)
I saw him on BBC (Ayoo)
And them man wanna chat bout me
Blowing him, Dopesmoke got me bare dopey
My bro wanna smoke high tree
I said g, that pack there leaf (Dead)
When the spin ting spins it spins bare teeth (Ping, ping)
Duck down six feet

[Verse 2]
Trapstar, rockstar, popstar
We pop them doors on opps with the choppa
When that body gets shopped in a locker
Airlift shit, fly boy, helicopter (Dead up)
In the field I ain't playin' no soccer
Smooth when I drill, send a nigga to the doctor (Bow, bow)
Pray for a kill, make it back to the blocka
Niggas say they do drills, but they don't do it proper (No they don't)
Their riskin', riskin', shootin' and missin'
Niggas ain't itchin' their shook like women (Pussy)
Jook, jook, when I grip my flick ting
Step out of line, that's a wrong decision (Shing shao)
I pray I complete my mission
A to B so the P's I'm billin'
Sent A&E and the niggas still spittin' bout drillin's
Boy you must be kiddin', (Hahaha)
Tell a friend, tell a friend, tell a friend
I got the leng back, its the best on ends, (Leng, leng, leng)
I need readies, I don't need new friends
Bare man start kway kway kway back then (Lost)
Ayo, you know I set trends
I mix and match and I make it blend
When I needed a favour they didn't try lend (They didn't)
Minus behaviour, shame on them (Shame on them)

[Chorus]
Their bro just turned deceased (Dead up)
I saw him on BBC (Ayoo)
And them man wanna chat bout me
Blowing him, Dopesmoke got me bare dopey
My bro wanna smoke high tree
I said g, that pack there leaf (Dead)
When the spin ting spins it spins bare teeth (Ping, ping)
Duck down six feet