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Dead Eye
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Dead Eye was released on December 15, 2020 by The Mix Gods, LLC as a part of the album Selfish
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AlbumSelfish
Release DateDecember 15, 2020
LabelThe Mix Gods, LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM123

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robert Lee Giles III
Robert Lee Giles III
Songwriter
Reinoso St. Fort
Reinoso St. Fort
Songwriter
Keenan J Derden
Keenan J Derden
Songwriter

Lyrics

Dead eye
High af demon got red eyes
Goonies come out after midnight
I got shooters that shootin in da daylight
They Buda gon ride wit dat mop sticc
Yop sticc make a pussy boy drop quicc
Got my feet off ground like a drop kicc
They be thinkin they hard but they not sicc
You gone put out that mixtape and flop quicc
Don’t compare nun my hoes yo bitch not thicc
I jus spent ya whole rent on my outfit
Think you fuccin wit me
Stop the nonsense
Ouu not the best time to be a hero
Can't go to war you don't got enough zeros
Trash talkin bout fuccin wit da kilos
I ain’t never see count C notes ****
Trash I ain’t worry bout a lil peon
All these **** worried bout what we on
Hollup splash
Yea lil biddy got the wet wet
Still love it when she gimme neck neck
Ouu splash
I got stupid syrup
Make you fall asleep you might wake up in Europe ****
Yazzz
Please don't excuse my actions
But I want a red bitch wit a British accent
Ima crash
Fucc is you talkin bout ****
I’m only worried what that checc about ****
Ouu
I get to steppin my ****
Don't give af what you be reppin lil ****
Uhh
I got my neck on freezy
Stand to close to me you’ll catch hebby jeebies
All these hatin ahh bitches succ my semen
I been sicc for too long still can’t find a treatment
I’m on go
I’m ballin every season
Ain’t no snitchin round me you can die for treason
You a hoe
Sticcin on me like leeches
I been ballin they mad cuz on the bleachers
I’m like whoa
Bitch I’m like woah
Bitch I’ma prophet sitting on some gold
Yea I’m like woah
I got a kitchen
I jus need is stove
Bitch I’m like whoa
They all kno buda got it for low
Yea ou bitch I’m like woah
Ima do it and I’m out that on Hove
Dead eye
Ima take it by force like a Jedi
I know all bout dis money like rabbis
Keep that glocc on hip
Fucc a fist fight
Tryna buy me a crib on the hillside
I’m do me don't care bout yo insight
Fucc a wave when i come it’s a rip tide
Always chuccing up thumbs like I hitch hice
They always talkin shit until they see me
I guess they been mad on these bitches TV
An I don't give fuccs how a **** feelin
I put em to sleep n tell dat boy keep dreamin
I ride wit my ****
Thru all the struggle
Every day we hustle to get it
I know what it is
We don't got no time to tustle
Got no time for busters
We ain’t on no hoe **** shit
Stay out my business
You can't stand the heat then stay out the kitchen
You can't do the time then stay out system
If you scare then you can’t go on no mission
If you talk then you get in some ditches
Too much money we cant fall bout bitches
Thicc and thin we made it out of the trenches
Thank the higher ups I’m still not prison
I got my neck on freezy
Stand to close to me you’ll catch hebby jeebies
All these hatin ahh bitches suc my semen
I been sic for too long still can’t find a treatment
I’m on go
I’m ballin every season
Ain’t no snitchin round me you can die for treason
You a hoe
Sticcin on me like leeches
I been ballin they mad cuz on the bleachers
I’m like whoa
Bitch I’m like woah
Bitch I’ma prophet sitting on some gold
Yea I’m like woah
I got a kitchen
I jus need is stove
Bitch I’m like whoa
They all know Buda got it for low
Yea ou bitch I’m like woah
Ima do it and I’m out that on Hov
Dead eye
Ima take it by force like a Jedi
Dead eye
Ima take it by force like a Jedi
Written by: Keenan J Derden, Reinoso St. Fort, Robert Lee Giles III
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