I'M Dead -_-

Woah You got served bitch I'm Federer He think he good but I'm betterer You won't see me give up neverer Huh (okay) They say that I been blacking like February I'ma keep shooting, I know that he dead already They want me to slow down cause I'm in the head already I met her yesterday, she gave up the head already Me and Casso go dumb, you can call us Ed and Eddy Ugh She pick up the phone I'm like "bitch get ready" I tell her pour me another, I'm already deady I'm Dead Huah Heard he putting money on my head Huh? (woah) Almost died already, I ain't scared of none (woah) But I'ma still move right I can't get left at the light I ain't lacking, I got my pipe Woah Like I'm smoking all my opps, I got my pipe I'm the shit I can not forget to wipe I feel like the QB, down set hike She tell me she done with me better say sike Huah I think she think Mula a psycho Woah I hope me and her end on a high note Hah My name in her phone is daddy no typo She love how my pockets always look delightful Fucking with her like walking on a tight rope Hah But girl I can walk it easy, with my eyes closed She love how my money stack tall like the Eiffel Love the way that my opps is all dead on arrival Hah Woah I'm in a league of my own, I don't got no rivals Woah Yeah Every verse that I spit they treat it like the bible You got served bitch I'm Federer He think he good but I'm betterer You won't see me give up neverer Huh (okay) They say that I been blacking like February I'ma keep shooting, I know that he dead already They want me to slow down cause I'm in the head already I met her yesterday, she gave up the head already Me and Casso go dumb, you can call us Ed and Eddy Ugh She pick up the phone I'm like "bitch get ready" Woah I tell her pour me another, I'm already deady I'm Dead I'm Dead I'm I'm I'm I'm Dead I'm Dead I'm I'm Dead I'm Dead