All D3ad.

Can't talk to her alone, I'ma break her heart
Yeah, kick you to the curb, the distance gotten far
Yeah I've seen many bands, all I see is cash
Yeah all up in my head, I know my mental gon' be dead

Yeah vision my eyes red, then I sip on red
Yeah, pour like "whole lotta red"
Yeah, this shit got me dead
Yeah, I'm inside my whip

Yeah, picture that FN
Yeah, I'ma tote that stick
Yeah, all my windows tinted
This shit got me dead

This shit got me dead, this shit got me dead
This shit got me dead
This shit got me dead, this shit got me dead
This shit got me dead, this shit got me dead

Yeah, think she got me dead
Yeah, all my fits are black
Yeah, the colors turned all red
Yeah, she gonna attack

Yeah, my heart turned all black
Yeah, smoke then I forget
Yeah, no I ain't no duck
I'm looking for baguettes

Can't talk to her alone, I'ma break her heart
Yeah, kick you to the curb, the distance gotten far
Yeah I've seen many bands, all I see is cash
Yeah all up in my head, I know my mental gon' be dead



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Writer(s): Leonardo Castillo
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