Dead Man

Try to play with me you might end up dead
I'm on the roads everyday collect bread
I can't trust that bitch cause she just a leg
Hop out the porsche or I hop out the benz

Shawty too pretty that lil bitch a barbie
She trying to come over ride me like a harley
No time for games to the cash can't be tardy
I grab a twenty turn it into a forty

Skinny jeans with a white t and big knots
Pull up and you know we fuck up the spot
Shawty keep bugging me than she'll get blocked
This shit keep coming this shit never stop

Nun my niggas tip toe bitch we step
He moving wocky put two in his chest
Off of the liquor she getting undressed
I keep it humble I don't like to flex

Dozing off I think I had too much drank
Gla big body leaving the bank
Spot a opp we going to hit him with flames
Smoking that gas nigga what you think

Living this life like this shit be too real
Balling I feel like my name is o'neal
Stacking the bread this shit look like a hill
Too many blues this shit give me the chills

I'm from the zoo where I'm from it ain't safe
Trapped in the trap this shit feel like a cage
I can not work for no minimum wage
Made like five bands off some mother fucking plates

Rolling up dope smoking exotic leaf
I can not fuck with her she for the streets
I spent like two k man just for the feet
Big body foreigns yeah nigga we deep

Nigga tried to play with us than he get whacked
Can't even walk man it's too many racks
After I fuck tell her I got to blast
I can not cap man I'm telling facts

Good anywhere we go lil bitch we stamped
I can not lack man I can't take a chance
She got her hands all up all in my pants
What you know about running it up off some grams

Trap shit got me feeling like I'm on a tour
Now we be stepping remember I was poor
Too many traps but I think we need more
I'm with them niggas that kick in your door

Spend it and you know I make it right back
All I ever wanted was to run up a bag
Balenciaga runners like I'm running track
Smoking them big blunts this shit like a bat

Bitch I need that bread and all of the crumbs
Made a light bag only did like six runs
Need the cash now idk bout no fronts
Fuck with no banks they ain't freezing my funds

Youngest nigga doing it and that's a bet
Pay for my drugs what you pay for your rent
She hit my phone trying to link and get bent
Smoking on gas got me high like a jet

Never get too comfortable I don't settle
Amg truck and I'm pushing the petal
Type of nigga to fold nah I can never
She let me hit the first day that I met her

Never get too comfortable I don't settle
Amg truck and I'm pushing the petal
Type of nigga to fold nah I can never
She let me hit the first day that I met her

Try to play with me you might end up dead
I'm on the roads everyday collect bread
I can't trust that bitch cause she just a leg
Hop out the porsche or I hop out the benz

Shawty too pretty that lil bitch a barbie
She trying to come over ride me like a harley
No time for games to the cash can't be tardy
I grab a twenty turn it into a forty

Skinny jeans with a white t and big knots
Pull up and you know we fuck up the spot
Shawty keep bugging me than she'll get blocked
This shit keep coming this shit never stop

Nun my niggas tip toe bitch we step
He moving wocky put two in his chest
Off of the liquor she getting undressed
I keep it humble I don't like to flex



Credits
Writer(s): Danilo Guerra
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