• 標題:DEAD (Explicit)
  • 歌手:¥$;Ye;Ty Dolla $ign
  • 專輯:VULTURES 2 (Explicit)
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    DEAD (Explicit) - ¥$/Ye/Ty Dolla $ign
    Yeah
    ******* on a IG model when I get through I'm kickin' her out she dead
    She dead now **** over ATL Jacob ATL Jacob
    Oh yeah yeah
    Dead dead dead dead
    None of my opps ain't poppin' outside 'cause if they do they dead
    Young nigga iced out in a new drop-top
    Lookin' like I'm ridin' in a bobsled
    I can't be playin' with these diamonds
    Dead dead
    I can't bе playin' with this money no way
    Ooh yeah
    My new ***** a whole mood yeah
    The top floor nice I'ma move here
    ****** all her friends she got two left
    Ayy in my robe I'm the new Hef'
    I'm a dog I DM my ex
    She rockin' clothes from five days ago
    It's gettin' cold you need a different coat
    Brr
    Brodie OD'd off the Xan I hope my ***** understand
    I put the switch on a ten
    This ain't no regular McLaren Freddy
    ***** get your feet out the bed
    I'm off these d**gs I don't mean what I'm sayin'
    I know a killer who forcin' my hand
    Paid him in cash
    Six carat earrings don't hear what you sayin'
    Fly to Saint Barts put your feet in the sand
    Why you run off and I gave you a ten
    I gave her a Lamb' might bury a Benz
    ***** I'm a dog I'll marry ya friend
    Baccarat aura I'm rubbin' it in
    ***** you look poor you don't got a man
    **** while she sore she be in the bed
    Her faja be liftin' I **** her again
    Went on my live and I upped a mill'
    Heard you be lyin' did you **** her for real
    Butterfly nervous put her on Chanel
    Hold up the line 'cause she posed to Amiri
    She want two-hundred I gave her a nickel
    I took a pic with the switch in the mirror
    Young nigga iced out in a new drop-top lookin' like I'm ridin' in a bobsled
    I can't be playin' with this money no way
    But I'm still in the Lamb' on a Tesla
    But I'm still in the Lamb' yeah yeah
    Still goin' ham my hitters Muslim
    I'm still goin' ham yeah yeah
    Drop 'em and hit 'em and pull 'em and pay 'em
    Ain't with the fraud and I ain't with the scams
    Tyson breakin' **** down for the fam'
    Aim with no cap but I ride with the brims
    Custom interior came with the him
    Cook up the yay' make it jump out the gym
    Gym
    Twenty the new thirty but you still thirty
    Every time you **** him why you feel dirty
    Put you on the team gave you a new jersey
    Met you in New York drove you to New Jersey
    You don't need to work girl you too pretty
    You the reason why your friends bought new titties
    You know what's comin' next you gotta move with me
    Found out you ****** a nigga that was cool with me
    When they seen us on the 'net yeah dude hit me
    How you ain't got no business but you too busy
    For your homegirl got that work done she charge two-fifty
    All I ever wanted was you to be true with me
    House up in the hills like Drew with me
    Same house back in school that you drew with me
    We both make mistakes but is you with me
    You know I'm crazy but you crazy glued to me