Promote the Dead

Turn it down a lil' bit more, just a lil' bit, just turn it down a lil' bit (Ayy, just a lil' bit)

Yeah, right there (Nah, fuck that, I'm finna turn up, boy)

Gang

Yeah, uh, yeah (Gang, gang, gang, gang)

Oh, yeah, this shit in this cup right now (Oh, yeah)

Gang (Gang), ayy, ayy

(Nemii, this bitch retarded)

Who that is up over there? You know I'll smoke his ass

If I'm laid up in your bushes, know your ass is grass

Make a dead **** famous, I'lI promote his ass

I ain't gon' diss too much on the net 'cause I'm gon' show his ass

Witness say it's a black Ford, that shit the wrong car

They said— shh inside this 'Wood, but that's the wrong 'gar

Run a **** down, talkin' 'bout AR

When I shoot, this make a loud sound, the bass drop

Caught him lacking without a stick and he ain't know what to do

I don't give a fuck he with his bitch, ****, I'm gon' still shoot (Come here, bitch, baow)

All the opps know I'm a killer, that's why they all salute

**** speak on 2x, but **** died too (Facts)

So many opps up in the air, so I don't know who to smoke (I don't know who to smoke)

I heard they did lil' Jumpout bad for thinking this shit a joke (I swear to God)

The Draco or 23, I don't know what to tote

Let off shots, hit him in his throat, I make a pussy choke

I heard a **** said he gon' dirt me, I ain't never worried (Never worried)

It's a killer behind this whip, you can tell by the way it's swerving (The way it skrrt)

I got his lo', I just ain't send it, he better thank me early

One day he talked, next day he was dead, I did that shit on purpose

I don't feel comfortable around these bitches, bitches make me nervous

I be in and out that pussy, cumming in a hurry

Ask my self, "Did I do that?" I play like Steve Urkel

I buried this gun inside the dirt, it was used up in a murder (Boom)

Who that is up over there? You know I'll smoke his ass

If I'm laid up in your bushes, know your ass is grass

Make a dead **** famous, I'lI promote his ass

I ain't gon' diss too much on the net 'cause I'm gon' show his ass

Witness say it's a black Ford, that shit the wrong car

They said— shh inside this 'Wood, but that's the wrong 'gar

Run a **** down, talkin' 'bout AR

When I shoot, this make a loud sound, the bass drop

These pussy **** sending death threats (Man, I just left out Florida)

Try again, I ain't dead yet

Since he keep on dissing, we gon' hit him in his headset

Put a bitch to sleep, we ain't gon' put him on no bedrest

Yeah, yeah, Draco leaning, kickstand, yeah (Kickstand)

I want 'em dead, quick band, yeah

**** dying on what they sayin', yeah

I want 'em dead and I ain't playin', yeah

He gettin' a little clout right now, he runnin' out of time (What?)

You know I'm standin' up on business, I'ma die for mines (I'ma die for mines)

Pull up where he hangin' out and leave him flatline (Grrah)

Them loud shots, you hear 'em ring, you know them bullets flyin'

All these fuck **** confused, they do this shit for views

This ain't no publicity stunt, bitch, you gon' make the news

Now all these **** come up missing, bitch, don't act confused

Anybody that ride with you gon' get it, yeah, you know the rules

Who that is up over there? You know I'll smoke his ass

If I'm laid up in your bushes, know your ass is grass

Make a dead **** famous, I'lI promote his ass

I ain't gon' diss too much on the net 'cause I'm gon' show his ass

Witness say it's a black Ford, that shit the wrong car

They said— shh inside this 'Wood, but that's the wrong 'gar

Run a **** down, talkin' 'bout AR

When I shoot, this make a loud sound, the bass drop

Bass drop

**** know what the fuck goin' on with that