Dead Presidents

Mama always taught me how to love
But tell me why i'm thinking bout that .45
It's hard to trust
When everything is fake headlines
I'm thinking bout going offline fr fr
Decline your calls
Less' we talking money
Don't trust no one
I don't trust nobody
I'd give you my shoulder
Those days are over
Now there's a

Red dot aimed at my fake friends
Unless their name is benjamin
If we're all just some skeletons
I'd rather date dead presidents
Ohhhh
That's where my head is
Dead dead dead presidents

Only person I fuck with is you
And you know it's already it's on sight
When I get home bet ima give u that pipe
You my whole world ima make you my wife
This time next year
We'll be on a yacht in greece
Lambo truck for the fam
And I promise you it won't be leased
It's a new season
I'll be the villain
While they play the victim
While i'm calling treason

Red dot aimed at my fake friends
Unless their name is benjamin
If we're all just some skeletons
I'd rather date dead presidents
Oh oh
That's where my head is
Dead, dead, dead, presidents

California mansions
We'll be living so lavish

Whole lotta money on my mind
Think about the money all the time
Running to the money i'm a landmine



Credits
Writer(s): Devan Garcia, Jayden Grey, Mathew Michna, Rashawn Mclean
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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