DeadBeatVillain
DeadBeatVillain
DeadBeatVillain
DeadBeatVillain
DeadBeatVillain
DeadBeatVillain
DeadBeatVillain
DeadBeatVillain
When I do slide I don’t make sound
Dropped out can't count the money that I make now
Know I wasn’t shit when I came out
Now I got the a chopper I ain’t with coming blade now
If he ain’t dead better stay down
Won’t think twice when I blow fucking brains out
Yo favorite rapper been banged out
Running laps around these fucking pussies like a playground
People envy me
I'm the MVP
Spreading Like STD's
But through these MP3's
Don’t make me grip that heat
Or he gone rest in peace
Got poles inside the Jeep
Yo Gun jam cuz it’s cheap
I used to never make a peep
People thought i was creep
Cuz they know I really see
Through that thing you trying be
Hoe yo soul is fucking weak
I eat pussy yall a feast
Snapping cuz I gotta eat
Body rappers every week
Till they diamonds on my teeth
Why they biting like a flea
Pull it out and watch em flee
Move in silence like g
So the ops can’t plot on me
Cuz I'm buzzing like a Bee
F*ck with me and there's a fee
I like pain I love to bleed
While they moshing to beat
I’m on my goth shit
Might f*ck a goth bitch
On top a hospice
Come give me top quick
Shout out the goth boy clique
Ever since Peep died I ain’t pop not sticks
Real shit
Fucked up thinking you a head me
I roll green i smoke that celery
And my gang roll with artillery
F*ck around now his ass turning to a memory
Don’t get schooled little kid elementary
At 16 tried to charge me with felony
Now I make guap spitting them melodies
They can’t match my energy
F*ck you up like Hennessy
I still got my tendencies
I still tweak my specialities
Please run up my enemies
You can’t end this legacy
I’m so sick no remedy
He on the streets but sesame
See through you like entity
Crisis my identity
Take my shit then face penalties
Spell it out for you dumb fucks it’s spelling bee
U can't F W me
On my Q and Ps
G E T that smoke for free
S T F U no G G
P O P that L S D
P O P that L S D
When I do slide I don’t make sound
Dropped out can't count the money that i make now
Know I wasn’t shit when I came out
Now I got the a chopper I ain’t with coming blade now
If he ain’t dead better stay down
Won’t think twice when I blow fucking brains out
Yo favorite rapper been banged out
Running laps around these fucking pussies like a playground