I'M DEAD -_-

Woah
You got served bitch I'm Federer
He think he good but I'm betterer
You won't see me give up neverer
Huh (okay)
They say that I been blacking like February
I'ma keep shooting, I know that he dead already
They want me to slow down cause I'm in the head already
I met her yesterday, she gave up the head already
Me and Casso go dumb, you can call us Ed and Eddy
Ugh
She pick up the phone I'm like "bitch get ready"
I tell her pour me another, I'm already deady

I'm Dead
Huah
Heard he putting money on my head
Huh? (woah)
Almost died already, I ain't scared of none (woah)
But I'ma still move right
I can't get left at the light
I ain't lacking, I got my pipe
Woah
Like I'm smoking all my opps, I got my pipe
I'm the shit
I can not forget to wipe
I feel like the QB, down set hike
She tell me she done with me better say sike
Huah
I think she think Mula a psycho
Woah
I hope me and her end on a high note
Hah
My name in her phone is daddy no typo
She love how my pockets always look delightful
Fucking with her like walking on a tight rope
Hah
But girl I can walk it easy, with my eyes closed
She love how my money stack tall like the Eiffel
Love the way that my opps is all dead on arrival
Hah
Woah
I'm in a league of my own, I don't got no rivals
Woah
Yeah
Every verse that I spit they treat it like the bible

You got served bitch I'm Federer
He think he good but I'm betterer
You won't see me give up neverer
Huh (okay)
They say that I been blacking like February
I'ma keep shooting, I know that he dead already
They want me to slow down cause I'm in the head already
I met her yesterday, she gave up the head already
Me and Casso go dumb, you can call us Ed and Eddy
Ugh
She pick up the phone I'm like "bitch get ready"
Woah
I tell her pour me another, I'm already deady

I'm Dead
I'm Dead
I'm I'm I'm I'm Dead
I'm Dead
I'm
I'm Dead
I'm Dead



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Writer(s): Karsheam Simpkins Ii
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