They All Dead

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, come on
Go, go (Yeah), go (Come on, come on)
Yeah
Yeah, come on
Go
Come on, yeah, come on, go, go, go, go

[Verse 1]
All my opps slid gave, ain't even got slide, I ain't slid in a minute
I was in an all-black car with the all-black skits, said the opps say it was already finished
I'm so SOB, when I see my opps, them niggas know I stand on business
I was like ten plus three when I caught that B, them niggas know how I'm livin'
Them niggas know how I'm comin'
How I slid out the car and I hop out on feet, them niggas know there ain't no runnin'
Ain't gotta tell 'em to slide, got me spillin' the drank, lil' nigga, I was already comin'
I was still pickin' it up while I'm pourin' it out, lil' nigga ain't goin' for nothin'
Lil' nigga, I ain't goin' for nothin'

[Verse 2]
Call them niggas some bowling balls, them niggas don't stand for nothin'
Tell they ass stay in the house if they wanna make it through the summer
Call his ass at them 22 'cause his ass ain't got no jumper
Her car ain't got no bumper, if I buy it, I can fuck her

[Verse 3]
Ayy, I can tell by the way he act, this nigga ain't got no money, ayy
You can tell by the way she talk, my bitch ain't goin' for nothin'
You ain't gotta act, 'cause, bitch, you know this came from dumpin'
Put it in a bag, don't check the tag, 'cause, bitch, I want it

[Verse 4]
I might just strike down on my opp, let's give him thunder
Big-old gun ain't even come with the stock, fap, fap, this bitch the fump, look
All my niggas gon' hunch, ridin' 'round with the flyin' dutch
Sittin' here with this pretty bitch, she got her titties out askin' can I touch? Look
In a whip off a pill, wakin' out, I can feel it rushin'
I ain't buy this thick bitch for no reason, I'ma get to bustin'
Bro called, said he had the deals on them one things, I might have to rush 'em
At your crib with the built-in on that one thing, tryna catch a bucket (Ayy)

[Verse 5]
I'm just shootin' that Glock so goddamn fast and I ain't even have no button
I was just down on my knuckles like way down bad and then I had got a McMuffin
I'm with the niggas who's slimy, it's fuck you and my brothers, who'd rob you and kill you for nothin'
I heard he clout and he steady be speakin' on tip, when I see him, I'm gettin' a bucket (Uh)
Up your stick, don't tuck it, grab that Drac', that bitch like—
Shooter hit his noggin, we put hot sticks in the oven (Ayy, ayy)
I'm finna slide with present captain, we gettin' zips off by the dozen
You ain't never spent no pape' with me so I can't show no lovin'
Mr. Hit Your Block and Crack a G and Leave Your Ass With Nothin'
Don't leave your ass with nothin'