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Deadhomies, man you bitches really burnt out I got the drop on the suckers, they sent the word out High speed, drag racin' with the bird out Play ball, give me the pack, and that's a touchdown (Yeah aight) That's your boy then we'll smoke him too Shit it's beef with everybody, we gettin' on dude too I'm doin damage with this tool, i'm hittin' all loose screws Shit if you think I ain't gon up it, you's a goddamn fool, nigga So who the fuck think Deezy ain't finna bust? You better keep the kids inside, 'cause Deezy don't give a fuck I been snaked a couple times, i'm kind of low on the trust And bitch I stayed up on yo' side when you had no one to love, bitch Fuck weird bitches, this shit endless can't get my head around it A lot of niggas envy, I ain't trippin' I'mma die about it Oh you mad I took yo' bitch? Nigga go cry about it I live by the do or die, ain't no time to fight about it In this life that I'm livin', i'm on my P's and Q's Niggas bitchin', niggas snitchin' tryna break the rules I say fuck the politics, who tryna bust a move? Shit I'm livin' hella ruthless with a attitude Livin' hella reckless, they don't like it, nigga fuck 'em Bitch you see these dick and these balls? You better suck 'em Yeah you got a nigga at home, but you don't love 'em Shit, shoutout Infant Trophy, I wouldn't place no one above 'em All these trials and tribulations and i'm still gone get a bag Bitches talkin' bout this, and bitches talkin' bout that You shouldn't feel the need to speak if you ain't talkin' bout racks You bitches bums on yo' ass, y'all ain't gone touch yall a stack You bitches whack In this life that I'm livin', i'm on my P's and Q's Niggas bitchin', niggas snitchin' tryna break the rules I say fuck the politics, who tryna bust a move? Shit I'm livin' hella ruthless with a attitude Livin' hella reckless, who gone come and sit me down? Niggas pooh-butts, and bitches, yall ain't gone make a sound The opps know where I stay, when yall gone come and put me down? Yeah aight, that's what I thought, you niggas know I keep a round (Fuck them, niggas bums) (You they friends? You they friends?) (Them niggas bums) (Hoe ass niggas)
Writer(s): Darrin J Labriel Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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