DEADIES
Grrah, grrah
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Everything dead
Suck my dick
Grrah, grrah
Every Flocka shot
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah
You got me on hots, could never be a rat
I'mma up it and blitz, I'm OY, I get back
Smoking on Rah and Woo Lotti pack
Amiya, stop dissin', y'all really some brats
Keep my name out your mouth before your brains go splat
Do what you speak, you really just chat
Call up the Apes, and beat on his back
He can get shot if he throw up the Makk
Die five, die six, die seven
Twenty-two K, I'm dumping on Kevin
Drilly Bop plus Bunny Hop equals Heaven
FGs dead, I'm smokin' on Stephen
Free Move, they got brodie locked
In the stairwell, should've flocked
EK and Dougie, we smoking your pops
I beat on her box, that bitch is a thot
Nazzy, Blay, Rippy dead
Noah got stomped on his head
When I catch TaTa, see red
Was smoking Lotti, smoke JB instead
Matt Sav in my spliff, he got hit with some led
Blockwork K, that nigga a fed
Lotti got poked after he still fled
CHII got lined by thot, he just bled
Trying to catch me a Makk, I'mma spin through the nick
Don't run up on me, I keep me a stick
Tank, Marky, hit in they shit
Ayo Carmella, you a bitch
Jack YGz, you get put in a ditch
If I see Murda B, I'mma empty the clip
If I catch C Blu, he get hit with the whip
OGz, DOA, could suck my dick
Ky'Anna was trash so she had to move
Blockwork, pay your rent, you know that it's due
Blitz Gzz got beat out his shoes
You jack OGz then you get boomed
DOA, you get it too
Rippy got shot then Rah had to move
EK, you wanna box so you can move
You can go out like Lilah, thots gettin' it too
I'm quick to attack, spin the 'Rose
Amiya get stomped, you really a hoe
I pop out the cut and I let that shit blow
RPTK, I'm dropping a four
Break up with a thot, you know how that go
Call me a rat, I see you wanna go
Trying to catch me Nesty, spin 80h
You know how that usually go
Jack 2Woo, you gon' meet the lord
Spin twenty-twos, I ain't showing remorse
Drop YG and DOA, of course
No witnesses left, I'm shooting off course
You can get if you ... from the Courts
Too many deads, leave a opp on the floor
Talking on Notti, leave you unexplored
Trying to catch me a Rey, I'mma slide in the Ford
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Everything dead
Suck my dick
Grrah, grrah
Every Flocka shot
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah
You got me on hots, could never be a rat
I'mma up it and blitz, I'm OY, I get back
Smoking on Rah and Woo Lotti pack
Amiya, stop dissin', y'all really some brats
Keep my name out your mouth before your brains go splat
Do what you speak, you really just chat
Call up the Apes, and beat on his back
He can get shot if he throw up the Makk
Die five, die six, die seven
Twenty-two K, I'm dumping on Kevin
Drilly Bop plus Bunny Hop equals Heaven
FGs dead, I'm smokin' on Stephen
Free Move, they got brodie locked
In the stairwell, should've flocked
EK and Dougie, we smoking your pops
I beat on her box, that bitch is a thot
Nazzy, Blay, Rippy dead
Noah got stomped on his head
When I catch TaTa, see red
Was smoking Lotti, smoke JB instead
Matt Sav in my spliff, he got hit with some led
Blockwork K, that nigga a fed
Lotti got poked after he still fled
CHII got lined by thot, he just bled
Trying to catch me a Makk, I'mma spin through the nick
Don't run up on me, I keep me a stick
Tank, Marky, hit in they shit
Ayo Carmella, you a bitch
Jack YGz, you get put in a ditch
If I see Murda B, I'mma empty the clip
If I catch C Blu, he get hit with the whip
OGz, DOA, could suck my dick
Ky'Anna was trash so she had to move
Blockwork, pay your rent, you know that it's due
Blitz Gzz got beat out his shoes
You jack OGz then you get boomed
DOA, you get it too
Rippy got shot then Rah had to move
EK, you wanna box so you can move
You can go out like Lilah, thots gettin' it too
I'm quick to attack, spin the 'Rose
Amiya get stomped, you really a hoe
I pop out the cut and I let that shit blow
RPTK, I'm dropping a four
Break up with a thot, you know how that go
Call me a rat, I see you wanna go
Trying to catch me Nesty, spin 80h
You know how that usually go
Jack 2Woo, you gon' meet the lord
Spin twenty-twos, I ain't showing remorse
Drop YG and DOA, of course
No witnesses left, I'm shooting off course
You can get if you ... from the Courts
Too many deads, leave a opp on the floor
Talking on Notti, leave you unexplored
Trying to catch me a Rey, I'mma slide in the Ford
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Writer(s): Kyan Johnson-hamilton
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