Dead to Me

"We have a material witness on an aggravated battery... uh...
With a handgun and uh... they believe uh... it might be in retaliation uh... to her testimony"
Yeah Yeah Yeah Aye
(Nubi LeBlanc)
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Aye
(Nu-Nu-Nu-Nubi Leblanc)
Aye vibe in the city that ain't never had my back
12 pulled me over so I tell my homie "hide that"
Hit it from the back she dripping like an old kayak
Oh my god Sticky Icky Vicky let me pipe that
Baby girl just tell me what you want and I'mma find that
Booty like a mountain bet that Nubi gonna climb that
Looking at your stretch mark "Yo where the design at?"
Slap you but it's okay cause the diamonds make an ice pack
Oh my god I'm kidding baby get up out your feelings (aye)
You aint never gonna get a ring, won't see me kneeling (aye)
Everybody used to call me broke, now they're mad
'Cause we're making all the money and we stack it to the ceiling
We make bank (make bank)
Get racks (get racks)
Sip drank (sip drank)
Smoke dank (smoke dank)
Make bank (make bank)
Get racks (get racks)
Cocaine? (Cocaine)
No thanks (nah)
If we ever kill you we gon' put you in the sediment
Then I'll take your girl hit it raw get her pregnant
Marry me a rich bitch kill her get a settlement
Get away with both murders I ain't leaving evidence
If I vibe with the biddie
I'll get high with the biddie
Won't get shy with the biddie then we'll (uh uh)
I won't lie to the biddie
She's the type of a biddie
That I like booty thicky then we'll (ooh uh)
If I vibe with the biddie
I'll get high with the biddie
Won't get shy with the biddie then we'll (uh uh)
I won't lie to the biddie
She's the type of a biddie
That I like booty thicky then we'll (ooh uh)
Phone blowing up with all the biddies that want Nubi
Cause I'm repping for the city and it's great (brr)
Didn't anybody tell you that we're gonna make it
Wether you like it or not get out my face (brr)
Fuck around and leave your girl alone I will take care of it
I'll hit it in a sentimental way (brr)
If you wanna bother us stopping us is impossible
Hear "tatatatata" and get away (bitch)
So you like music? Let me take you on a date night
Never had a problem in the booth I got no stage fright
Talking shit? I got no time, my homies gonna handle it
A red dot on your head and now you're shining like a brake light
Why you always threaten me then bounce when I'm in plain sight?
Writing all the time has made me feel like I'm a playwright
Only thing I'm waiting on is for my name to take flight
Fake friends left and the real ones stayed right
Yeah yeah yeah please don't ever lie to me
Yeah yeah yeah you won't like that side of me
Yeah yeah yeah I should've never let you leave
Yeah yeah yeah fuck you bitch you're dead to me
Fuck you bitch you're dead to me
Fuck you bitch you're dead to me
Fuck you bitch you're dead to me
Yeah yeah yeah fuck you bitch you're dead to me



Credits
Writer(s): Nubi Leblanc
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