Bring Out the Dead (feat. Lucky the Strange Boy)

Aye okay They really thought I was done with this shit Nah Motherfucker we back Run the clip Bag it up she bring a brick Then I sniff four lines then I'm hitting it from the back Bitch I'm living in the trap Got set up But I still spinbacked Nigga you can't stop me nigga's trying to mock me Get a beating for your disrespect Fuck these hoes they ain't my friend Don't trust nobody all I talk about it with myself Don't call me crazy I'm just humble by the belt Fucked your bitch in my room cause her shit was a carousel Popping these pills bitch now I'm in a jail cell But first day out then I went go bake Went to a party this wasn't my first time getting laid That shit was the best her sessions was the best Three hits of that 420 then I'm in my nest Story teller but you can't disrespect Fucking a bitch then I felt on her breast Pull out this shit then I'm pulling out the glock .19 then I shoot it to yo head Nigga's cannot talk to me when I'm smoking my weed Bitch I'm laying on my bed this ain't no death bed Funeral next week bitch you better come visit Flip a thousand from a hundred that shit groovy You said you tough you think im bluffing come and prove it My blicky shine like Jimmy choo's I cannot lose it I picky blind I'm at yo spot this not a movie Watch out pussy when im off the tussing Sucka nigga and the seven groupies Less issues when the money coming Let's blast ninjas leaking all around me Meth crystals turning into rubies in my pockets magic Baby Now You See Me Smoke magic call me Harry Houdini Take young Lucky and you coming with me