Deadman

Thot pad, I got money in my jeans, nigga (Thot pad, nigga)
Uh-huh, uh-huh
'Cause, me and Joe, nigga, we on, we on the way
To that place, Jai, come with me (Shout out Marlo
For being a boss, he did that shit down here)
Brrat

Ayy, look, I get to that sack, nigga, could've
Made the league (I get to that sack, nigga)
Look at these thot pads, I got money in
My jeans, nigga (I got money in my jeans)

Lil' bruh touch him like an iPad and it won't cost me a thing
'93, I'm so supreme, I get you murked

You play with me, I get you murked, nigga (Nigga)
I get you took off, blatt, blatt (I get you took off)
I get you picked off just like a football
Nigga, get your bitch ass back)
Pussy nigga, uh, we be grilling shit just like a cookout
Up and bust this motherfucker, I ain't never been a lookout

Up and bust this motherfucker, say it's
Smoke, I'll pull my blick out, uh-huh
Uh-huh, Stacks be quick to tweak, he tryna wig out (Tryna wig out)
Uh-huh, lil' bruh 'nem love to strike, they take
His whip soon as he pull out (Better not pull out)
Uh-huh, pussy way too wet, my bitch a 'Vette

I can't even pull out (Better not pull out)

Uh-huh, I tuck my strap, I start to cap, then put my hood on
Ayy, nigga, I ain't tryna hear no yap
Bro catch a hat, I'll get you put on

Uh-huh, these lil' niggas morons, they'll fold just like a futon
I ran it back, then put my crew on
Get you smacked, won't need a coupon

Uh-huh, hide your cars, hide your daughters

All these diamonds 'round my neck, shit look like Florida water
Uh-huh, he just yapping on the 'net, he ain't
No fucking baller (He ain't no fucking baller)
He ain't balling, nobody

I get you lined just like a barber (Uh-huh)
And fuck your ho probably
I get you lined just like a fade, nigga (Uh-huh, fade)
We had M's before M's bring out yellow
Tape (Bring out the yellow tape, nigga)
Ain't no entourage, all these niggas
Gay, on my mama, nigga (Blatt, blatt)

God ain't no producer, he walk with his Drac'

Every day, nigga (He walk with his Drac', nigga)
You know how that go (Uh-huh)
Don't make me call Cino (On gang)
I'll get a nigga whole fleet repealed
It get cold, I keep my heater on (Keep my heater on)
Pussy play, I get you pita-rolled (Blatt, blatt)

Nigga fucked up, used to look at Slime like he the hope
Uh-huh, uh-huh (Used to look at him like he the hope, nigga)

I rock all these denim tears, I ain't shed nan' (Shed nan', nigga)
Drop a twenty on 'em, that's some headbands (That's some headbands)
I don't put nothing but my jit before these dead
Men (Put nothing but my jit before these dead men)
Nigga think he sweet, I'll be the reason
He's a dead man (He's a dead man)
I rock all these denim tears, I ain't
Shed nan', nigga (Shed shit, nigga)

Drop a twenty on 'em, that's some headbands (That's some headbands)

He ain't drop nothing but a diss, but he
Got dead friends (He got dead friends)
I don't put nothing but my blunt before
These dead men (Before these dead men)

I don't put nothing but my bitch before these dead men
Put nothing but my— before these— uh-huh
Put nothing but my— on my mama before these dead men, nigga
Got a switch, I'll leave you a dead man
Put nothing but my chopper before these dead men, nigga
Denim tears, I ain't shed nan', pussy
Fuck nigga (Yeah)
Free Trillz, nigga, free Sosa
You know what the fuck going on, this YRB shit run the world, bitch