Lose Yo Mind

Yeah

[Chorus: Deadbloomer]
About to pull up with som hittaz, yeah
They don't see us but won't miss us, yeah
If they don't know they'll get the picture
Th-th-this ain't a stick up, brains on ya slippaz
'Bout to make it rain on the graveyard, yeah
When I show these haters what I'm made of, yeah
Leave an empty space where their face was
Th-th-this ain't a stick up, brains on ya slippaz

[Verse 1: Deadbloomer]
You talk a lot of load on my name but uh
Get up out the way when I say wussuh
Say it to my face I will call your bluff
Singing like a babe but I'm playing rough
Blinking like a strobe if the K go blah
Daddy got that flow if they game or nah
Turn 'em to a stain if the play with us
Catch me creep outside your window
Say hello
I got something for your kinfolk
Here we go
They start I'm tripping
Fools can't be slipping
Catch me spray a victim with the K spitting
Turn your neck and your face missing
You dead you ain't snitching
Ain't no case sticking
Just what you get for acting brazen, erased bitch unh

[Chorus: Deadbloomer]
About to pull up with som hittaz, yeah
They don't see us but won't miss us, yeah
If they don't know they'll get the picture
Th-th-this ain't a stick up, brains on ya slippaz
'Bout to make it rain on the graveyard, yeah
When I show these haters what I'm made of, yeah
Leave an empty space where their face was
Th-th-this ain't a stick up, brains on ya slippaz

[Verse 2: TruNsee]
Me and dead in the graveyard
Making it rain
Reigning pain you should’ve stayed far
UAV I peep you bitches on my radar
Yeah that blade leave ya face scarred watch ya face get split up
Just a pick me bitch always waiting for a pick up
Disown ya ass throw a wish bone tell ya to kick rocks
Thinking you a big dawg then tell me why ya shit flops
Yeah my thoughts are too loud in my head it’s never silent
It’s better quiet but it's a bitch cuz it’s been riot
And I pretend I don’t know but I just can’t describe it
And I’m not dealing with therapy and what they might prescribe it
I cope with psylicibin you can say I’m fucking wilding
But still I’m vibin
Can’t you tell by the way I'm smilin'
I cope with psylicibin you can say I’m fucking wilding
But still I’m vibin
Can’t you tell by the way I'm smilin'
Bitch

[Chorus: Deadbloomer]
About to pull up with som hittaz, yeah
They don't see us but won't miss us, yeah
If they don't know they'll get the picture
Th-th-this ain't a stick up, brains on ya slippaz
'Bout to make it rain on the graveyard, yeah
When I show these haters what I'm made of, yeah
Leave an empty space where their face was
Th-th-this ain't a stick up, brains on ya slippaz

[Verse 3: GreyClovd]
Street rippa when I'm creeping
Motherfucker never sleep
I'm off an eight and pouring lean
A couple pills up in my drink
I'm on they ass like I was briefs
A couple killaz riding with me
Freddy Krueger in your dreams
Motherfucker G R E Y C L O U to the D
Don't you ever step to me
Just like a bitch how you get treat
A money junkie all I'll be
Send them bullets to your eyelids make sure you don't ever see
Grip on my gun when I ride into town
Stupid bitch you don't know what I'm bout
Ain't nobody gon know bout it now
Bitch I'm a dog, gimme bone then I'm out
Don't give a fuck how you feelin'
I'm chasin' the money, I grip on my gun
Cock it back then it's blow
Bitch get down