2 Death
I been readin' the Bible backwards
And I still see the flaws in it
This time keep passin'
I'm tryna make sure ain't no losses
Still movin' in war
You know it won't be no pause in it
If I see that paperwork
I hope one of my dogs ain't in it
She say she love me
I don't know if she want the dick or the drop
That pussy good, but I ain't blind
I'm gon' figure her out
Put a potato on a barrel, call it cream in a crop
They had me stuck down at the bottom
But I'm still at your top
Too busy chasin' bags
Had to take me a deep breathe
I put two hundred on the dash
Now I ride with a seat belt
My mama tellin' me 'bout Heaven
I just hope I see Gee therе
If I tell the opps that it ain't over
'Causе we still gon' have beef there
(Huh, woo)
God gave me two feet
You know that I'ma step
Niggas played me dirty
So you know I got 'em swept (Yeah)
Niggas wanted smoke with me
Until they hit the meth
Ask me 'bout the opps, I'll tell you
"I love they ass to death" (Yeah)
I love your ass to death
I love your ass to death
I love your ass to death (Yeah)
I'm comin' down they block
If you ask me 'bout the opps, I'll say
"I love they ass to death"
When blood dry, it's burgundy (Burgundy)
I'ma take his life before he murder me
He better think twice
If he thinkin' 'bout hurtin' me
He seen my face
I just hope he don't make it through surgery
Huh, if it's fifty shots or better
Then they know who
Take off the plate
Put on a mask, we left no clues
Dress your mama in all-black
She gon' boo-hoo
I come through bangin' down your block
Like a old school (Bah, bah)
(Huh, woo)
God gave me two feet, you know that I'ma step
Niggas played me dirty
So you know I got 'em swept (Yeah)
Niggas wanted smoke with me
Until they hit the meth
Ask me 'bout the opps, I'll tell you
"I love they ass to death" (Yeah)
I love your ass to death
I love your ass to death
I love your ass to death (Yeah)
I'm comin' down they block
If you ask me 'bout the opps, I'll say
"I love they ass to death"
I love your ass to death
I love your ass to death
I love your ass to death
I'm comin' down they block
If you ask me 'bout the opps, I'll say
"I love they ass to death"
And I still see the flaws in it
This time keep passin'
I'm tryna make sure ain't no losses
Still movin' in war
You know it won't be no pause in it
If I see that paperwork
I hope one of my dogs ain't in it
She say she love me
I don't know if she want the dick or the drop
That pussy good, but I ain't blind
I'm gon' figure her out
Put a potato on a barrel, call it cream in a crop
They had me stuck down at the bottom
But I'm still at your top
Too busy chasin' bags
Had to take me a deep breathe
I put two hundred on the dash
Now I ride with a seat belt
My mama tellin' me 'bout Heaven
I just hope I see Gee therе
If I tell the opps that it ain't over
'Causе we still gon' have beef there
(Huh, woo)
God gave me two feet
You know that I'ma step
Niggas played me dirty
So you know I got 'em swept (Yeah)
Niggas wanted smoke with me
Until they hit the meth
Ask me 'bout the opps, I'll tell you
"I love they ass to death" (Yeah)
I love your ass to death
I love your ass to death
I love your ass to death (Yeah)
I'm comin' down they block
If you ask me 'bout the opps, I'll say
"I love they ass to death"
When blood dry, it's burgundy (Burgundy)
I'ma take his life before he murder me
He better think twice
If he thinkin' 'bout hurtin' me
He seen my face
I just hope he don't make it through surgery
Huh, if it's fifty shots or better
Then they know who
Take off the plate
Put on a mask, we left no clues
Dress your mama in all-black
She gon' boo-hoo
I come through bangin' down your block
Like a old school (Bah, bah)
(Huh, woo)
God gave me two feet, you know that I'ma step
Niggas played me dirty
So you know I got 'em swept (Yeah)
Niggas wanted smoke with me
Until they hit the meth
Ask me 'bout the opps, I'll tell you
"I love they ass to death" (Yeah)
I love your ass to death
I love your ass to death
I love your ass to death (Yeah)
I'm comin' down they block
If you ask me 'bout the opps, I'll say
"I love they ass to death"
I love your ass to death
I love your ass to death
I love your ass to death
I'm comin' down they block
If you ask me 'bout the opps, I'll say
"I love they ass to death"
Credits
Writer(s): Norman Payne, Fredrick Ii Givens
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