Dead or Alive - Test, Fivio Foreign & Ot7 Quanny: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

Test, Fivio Foreign & Ot7 Quanny

Dead or Alive

289

Hip-Hop/Rap

Dead or Alive was released on June 7, 2024 by TnT Entertainment, LLC, Under exclusive license to ONErpm as a part of the album Dead or Alive - Single

Song Details

AlbumDead or Alive - Single

Release DateJune 7, 2024

LabelTnT Entertainment, LLC, Under exclusive license to ONErpm

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM70

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Test

Performer

Fivio Foreign

Performer

Ot7 Quanny

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Joel Montgomery

Joel Montgomery

Songwriter

Maxie Lee Ryles III (Fivio Foreign)

Maxie Lee Ryles III (Fivio Foreign)

Songwriter

Jaquan Borneo-Lee

Jaquan Borneo-Lee

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Thomas Moore

Producer

Lyrics

Straight up

Nah, ah Uh

You know we gone count this shit up correctly right

Lol

Stop playing with us man

This shit official ****

Look, Dead or alive (I swear)

They want em dead or alive

I got to popping the pill

The quicker the kill

The quicker the find

Lor cuz gripping that fire

Painting this bitch all blue we cruddy

Styrofoam filled up, my shit muddy

Got the drop on a ****, you know we study

Hop on a **** you know we certi

Money on top, you know it's murder

Extend that glock, you know it's a 30

Ride on a opp, you know it's a hurry

Yeah they said I'm living to fast

But I like to get to the bag

And it's like 10 of us, we doing 10 a head

**** you do the math

You better not lack, you grass

Last time he ran fast

But this time, imma make sure I walk em down

And put the belt on ya ass

On the opp block putting up shots

And I still got my Glock

And they think I signed a deal

Still in the projects whipping the pot

All these bitches want money and cock

Imma smile in my mugshot (yup)

**** that's how I rock

Reach for my chain, you on fox

My bitch hate when I sip wock

And I'm a gangster, just like my pop

You won't get away from the chop

And I'm aiming straight for your top

They can't take my status from me

Yeah my bitch is bad as can be

And we wearing Patek Philippe's

Yeah I get the package for cheap

Look, Dead or alive (I swear)

They want em dead or alive

I got to popping the pill

The quicker the kill

The quicker the find

Lor cuz gripping that fire

Painting this bitch all blue we cruddy

Styrofoam filled up, my shit muddy

Got the drop on a ****, you know we study

Hop on a **** you know we certi

Money on top, you know it's murder

Extend that glock, you know it's a 30

Ride on a opp, you know it's a hurry

Yeah, hurry (hurry)

I'm off the perk and my vision is blurry

(I'm off the perk and my vision is blurry)

When they see the shooters, the bitches don't worry

I'm eating food, and the chicken is curry

Money to big, it can't fit in the cubby

I left for a year, I was getting this money

Free the Slat, I still listen to Thuggy

I'm from the city of Gods (I'm from the city of Gods)

You from the city of frauds huh?

Me and that boy in the same room together

To me, it feel really bizarre

You don't like tension, then chill in the car

It might go down if they grilling the boy

My hand hurting, cause I hit em to hard

But I got money, so I get it massaged, look

Huh, Yeah (yeah) I'm a million dollar gangster

(I'm a million dollar gangster)

I'm only worried bout that paper

Them **** that's with me

Then **** is takers

He catch that body, I give 'em a acre

25 thousand, the ring on my finger

The shit is a glacier (that shit is a glacier bitch)

Look, Dead or alive (I swear)

They want em dead or alive

I got to popping the pill

The quicker the kill

The quicker the find

Lor cuz gripping that fire

Painting this bitch all blue we cruddy

Styrofoam filled up, my shit muddy

Got the drop on a ****, you know we study

Hop on a **** you know we certi

Money on top, you know it's murder

Extend that glock, you know it's a 30

Ride on a opp, you know it's a hurry

All this violence on my mind, a get you higggghhhh

All this money on me now, **** I ain't liiiieeeeeeee

Talking all that cold cash and ain't get shot yet

Selling all this dope raw, and ain't get popped yet

All this pussy on me, naw naw I ain't stop yet

I was just fucking all of her friend

And I ain't get caught yet

I got murder money on me babygirl, right now

I can get one of these fuck **** killed baby right now

Watch your mouth, better yet my **** just go be silent

X you out, you know what we on

You know what we bout

Look, Dead or alive (I swear)

They want em dead or alive

I got to popping the pill

The quicker the kill

The quicker the find

Lor cuz gripping that fire

Painting this bitch all blue we cruddy

Styrofoam filled up, my shit muddy

Got the drop on a ****, you know we study

Hop on a **** you know we certi

Money on top, you know it's murder

Extend that glock, you know it's a 30

Ride on a opp, you know it's a hurry

Written by: Jaquan Borneo-Lee, Joel Montgomery, Maxie Lee Ryles III (Fivio Foreign)

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