Dead Faces

Uh, yeah, nigga
Roll this gas up, get to popping this shit
Yeah, get to popping this shit

Fuckin' these hoes, I got options shit
Whole lotta options and shit

Niggas be 12, yeah, they cops and shit
Fuckin' with cops and shit

Nawll I ain't get all A's in school
But I got me broll, okay
Having shit, by the load
I put this broll right in your face say she gone fuck up on my partner

Told the freak, bitch, oh, okay
Niggas say he got a problem
Push up, shake it like earthquakes
I Can't cope with all my problems

I just take one to the face
Yeah, she shaking ass for dollars
Spill, come through and make it rain
Making money ain't no problem

All I see is dead faces
What
All I see is dead faces

Uh, yeah, nigga
Roll this gas up, get to popping this shit
Yeah, get to popping this shit

Fuckin' these hoes, I got options shit
Whole lotta options and shit

Niggas be 12, yeah, they cops and shit
Fuckin' with cops and shit

Uh, nigga, don't call my phone
Talkin' bout bullshit

Tryna see what you talkin' about
Everybody fucked on that hoe
She got some line up, pussy, that lil shit burn out
Pull up, ree rockin' shit

I thought the fuck boy said some
Why you ain't talkin' now
I'm on some young nigga shit
She see that I'm lit

Now she wanna fuck now
She want some young nigga dick
Push up, do her ass
Made the lil bitch tap out

Whole lotta motion and shit
Yeah I'm getting racks
I don't even post up at no trap house
Whole lotta guap on the floor

I get to popping my shit
Make a broke nigga crap out
I throw the seven out the gate
Yeah, that a lit
Now I pull up in a track hawk

Uh, yeah, nigga
Roll this gas up, get to popping this shit
Yeah, get to popping this shit
Fuckin' these hoes, I got options shit
Whole lotta options and shit

Niggas be 12, yeah, they cops and shit
Fuckin' with cops and shit

Fuck that, I pull up
Scat pack, she wanna fuck
Break her back
All in my business, lil' nigga, relax

Lil spill goin' up, hell yeah, he got racks
She eating the dick up, why you ain't like that
She gave me that pussy, she got me attached
Bands in my pocket poking out looking fat

She said I make her wet when I play with them racks
Pull up, fresh as fuck
Like I jumped out a casket
They sayin', lil spill, why you actin' like that I'm just being myself keep it p an relax

Lil nigga, you know you ain't living like that
Come through blitz, I sent a attack
Oh, what that is, I just got a attachment
Opened it up, she showin' her ass

That shit lookin' fat
Keep tryna run, but I'm pullin' her tracks
Lil spill, beatin' that shit up from the back
You know I'm a P hoe, I don't play that

Just like a drill, I'm spinnin' her shit back-to-back
Hit her ass one time, now she actin' like she attached
Hoe where you goin, shouldn't sent that attachment



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