Dead Leaves
Ahh
Ahh, ahh
Ahh, ahh
Ahh, ahh
Ahh, ahh, ahh
Ahh, ahh
Ahh, ahh
Ahh, ahh (Oh wow)
Word on street (Street)
No more discreet ('Screet)
You bitches defeated
That's all that I need
Your gyal; she on fleek
Throbbing and riding on my dick
Giving a lick, I'm getting a lick
You bitches just a show (Always been)
Shooting and spraying on these bitches everywhere
All these bitches everywhere
All these bitches everywhere
All these bitches everywhere
I pull up on 'yo grave
After I shoot you with 'de stick
Shoot you with 'de stick
And I burst on you real quick
You fuckers a show, always been so low
A twat and you're slow all your bitches are hoes
In my Mercedes, and I'll run over your big-toe
Every night I'm out, dripping 'Henny in the cup
Don't wanna stay at home
Thinking reminiscing
About you and I
'Bout you and I
About you and I
Drillings in action with day-ones
I don't give a fuck about your funds
I don't give a fuck about your funds
Dead Leaves
Come see
Dead Leaves
Come see
If I were to call you
At the night-time
Would you pick-up?
My heart's in a knot
And I
New word on the street
Bad bitches, I'm sipping on tea
Not fucking with lean that shit ain't green
That shit ain't green
Ahh, ahh
Ahh, ahh
Ahh, ahh
Ahh, ahh, ahh
Ahh, ahh
Ahh, ahh
Ahh, ahh (Oh wow)
Word on street (Street)
No more discreet ('Screet)
You bitches defeated
That's all that I need
Your gyal; she on fleek
Throbbing and riding on my dick
Giving a lick, I'm getting a lick
You bitches just a show (Always been)
Shooting and spraying on these bitches everywhere
All these bitches everywhere
All these bitches everywhere
All these bitches everywhere
I pull up on 'yo grave
After I shoot you with 'de stick
Shoot you with 'de stick
And I burst on you real quick
You fuckers a show, always been so low
A twat and you're slow all your bitches are hoes
In my Mercedes, and I'll run over your big-toe
Every night I'm out, dripping 'Henny in the cup
Don't wanna stay at home
Thinking reminiscing
About you and I
'Bout you and I
About you and I
Drillings in action with day-ones
I don't give a fuck about your funds
I don't give a fuck about your funds
Dead Leaves
Come see
Dead Leaves
Come see
If I were to call you
At the night-time
Would you pick-up?
My heart's in a knot
And I
New word on the street
Bad bitches, I'm sipping on tea
Not fucking with lean that shit ain't green
That shit ain't green
Credits
Writer(s): Jonas Sohi
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