Dead Walking
Put grams in a leaf in
I keep coughing
I just beat Ashley a** then I seen Austin
Hood like the nba I'm keep balling
I gave money counter Couple Xans Now he sleep walking
Why you think iraq got no guns cause we bought em
B**** I flex like the miz Cause we awesome
Granny Keep Stealing pills Yeah these costing
I just f****d the game raw I ain't need no condom little bro got a glock
You won't see tomorrow
All we know is hustle only go home to change our clothes
Bro keep shooting at the opps
Just like he bang bros
Only Had a Gram in the trap I had to make moe
Niggas saying they real but they sing Like jcole
Yeah My B***h said she hot i'm in the Reaf Cold
Had you ever made 26 and had to Stay low yeah
My b***h said my unreleased music tape cold
Yeah we got them Bose
Get on 75 change yo life
You know how it go
Yeah I told my brother Free
My brother yeah I'm talking
Smoke aye he was on joy road
Yeah he took the dope case I took the pole
Told my engineer to turn me yeah we on the show fuck it I can't
Even do show no more cause
Corona on a road
You about to tap in
If you bank with chase about to tap in
Hit home run swear to god I made 10
If you want some smoke with me
We clap your friend
We was in Utah
Sleep back in the u-Haul
With our shoes off
Trying to make a lick
You already know with that food gone
Went on the road with food
Den I came back with dog den
I made some food
I told lil bro quit talking to my
Teacher you know she rude
Yeah F**k the teacher
I was balling so hard
Y'all niggas was on the Bleachers
Told I be sipping on this pop it
A 2 liter
Damn yeah i sold Teresa
Why she keep banging on doe
Yeah that b*tch evil
Yeah I'm seeing all these Aliens resident evil
Let me tell about killing people
Yeah I'm talking about dead people
Ight Ight Ight
They all in pocket
F*ck it I don't need no wallet
I keep in pocket
If you want some smoke with me ball
Like Houston rocket
I told the engineer turn me up cause yeah it popping
In the party going on
Yeah give me a dropper
Yeah I'm off yerky
Hit a home run swear I just cook
A Turkey
Yeah about Turn it on hundreds
Yeah I got blue racks yeah I'm talking hundreds
I keep coughing
I just beat Ashley a** then I seen Austin
Hood like the nba I'm keep balling
I gave money counter Couple Xans Now he sleep walking
Why you think iraq got no guns cause we bought em
B**** I flex like the miz Cause we awesome
Granny Keep Stealing pills Yeah these costing
I just f****d the game raw I ain't need no condom little bro got a glock
You won't see tomorrow
All we know is hustle only go home to change our clothes
Bro keep shooting at the opps
Just like he bang bros
Only Had a Gram in the trap I had to make moe
Niggas saying they real but they sing Like jcole
Yeah My B***h said she hot i'm in the Reaf Cold
Had you ever made 26 and had to Stay low yeah
My b***h said my unreleased music tape cold
Yeah we got them Bose
Get on 75 change yo life
You know how it go
Yeah I told my brother Free
My brother yeah I'm talking
Smoke aye he was on joy road
Yeah he took the dope case I took the pole
Told my engineer to turn me yeah we on the show fuck it I can't
Even do show no more cause
Corona on a road
You about to tap in
If you bank with chase about to tap in
Hit home run swear to god I made 10
If you want some smoke with me
We clap your friend
We was in Utah
Sleep back in the u-Haul
With our shoes off
Trying to make a lick
You already know with that food gone
Went on the road with food
Den I came back with dog den
I made some food
I told lil bro quit talking to my
Teacher you know she rude
Yeah F**k the teacher
I was balling so hard
Y'all niggas was on the Bleachers
Told I be sipping on this pop it
A 2 liter
Damn yeah i sold Teresa
Why she keep banging on doe
Yeah that b*tch evil
Yeah I'm seeing all these Aliens resident evil
Let me tell about killing people
Yeah I'm talking about dead people
Ight Ight Ight
They all in pocket
F*ck it I don't need no wallet
I keep in pocket
If you want some smoke with me ball
Like Houston rocket
I told the engineer turn me up cause yeah it popping
In the party going on
Yeah give me a dropper
Yeah I'm off yerky
Hit a home run swear I just cook
A Turkey
Yeah about Turn it on hundreds
Yeah I got blue racks yeah I'm talking hundreds
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Writer(s): Randy Rollins
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