Dead Rappers

(Reuel, stop playin' with these ****)

Yeah, yeah

CEO on this bitch, Radio on this bitch, man (Dell Gang, man)

Dell Gang anywhere, GGE, man

Fly high for TY, disrespect, gon' see why

Bully Boys, ayy (Go)

Trrappin' on the P, got it lookin' like Mickey D's (Go)

I just mixed some D and fentanyl, the recipe (On gang)

Like my junkies clean with some jobs, no felonies (They white)

Ain't no comin' to the spot, it's a Subway up the street (Skrrt)

He thought it was sweet 'cause they deep 'til we up them heats

Coke all white, got it lookin' like I jumped in bleach

**** makin' tweets 'bout them killings, that be killing me

It ain't never been no killer without no killer, we come in threes (Facts)

I don't come with C's, not no Cookie, I need 33 (Duh)

7.62, stole his brain, that's a burglary (He gone)

Free my **** Murda, he'll catch one in the first degree (G Ball)

My lil' **** just got out and went up, bitch, we play for keeps (Ooh)

**** cliquin' up, but used to wanna hang with GGE (What?)

All up in the video, dancin', tryna catch a scene (Keke)

Catch him at the VP, cool, I ain't gon' make no scene (Keke)

He was at the pump, I had my pump and he caught all of these (Baow)

Bitch, I'm in the Raq (What?), with them straps (On gang)

Dissin' on TY, you bound to die, bro, check the stats (Fly high)

For 14, we got back (What?), and that's a fact (On gang)

**** play with mine, we in your cut like where you at? (Boo)

My lil' bitch a brat (What?), she skinny, pussy fat (Ooh)

Make her say, "Fuck Glizzy," when I'm hittin' it from the back (Glizzy)

My block on the map (Green), Green to be exact (For real)

This won't be the first time a **** died 'cause rap (Nate)

All that dissin', I'ma put a bag on his cap (Ooh)

My lil' **** Curry was up a deuce, that's a fact (Curry)

My G Ball Crane put the hood on his back (G Ball)

Most these **** switched up, other half turned rats

All them real ones, ****, we still here, forever that (On gang)

When I make it out the hood, I'ma still come back (What?)

I got killers over east (Facts), I got killers on the low (Facts)

I got killers out west (Facts), I got killers in the Poe (Facts)

I can't never leave my Glock (Nah), even take it in the store (What?)

You took that bitch to Denny's, well, I took that bitch to Joe's

And she just filed her taxes, she suck dick just like a pro (Severe)

Clean the dick so good, I fuck around and pay her note (Ching)

One time, I went broke and had to sell a **** soap (Damn)

This drank had fucked his stomach up, I sold him Karo (Ooh)

This Drakey got a tummy tuck, I call it weight goals (Ooh)

Me and my **** Bang Bros (Why?), we fuck the same hoes (Yeah)

Strip club, up a bankroll on a stank ho

I'd rather be an Alpo, bitch, I can't go

I'll sell a **** outdoor a pound of indo

I'll drop the chopper shells all up out your window

Bitch, I'm in the Raq (Yeah), with them straps (On gang)

Dissin' on TY, you bound to die, bro, check the stats (He gone)

For 14, we got back (What?), and that's a fact (Bully Boys)

**** play with mine, we in your cut like where you at? (Skrrt)

My lil' bitch a brat (Ooh), she skinny, pussy fat (Yeah)

Make her say, "Fuck Glizzy," when I'm hittin' it from the back (Glizzy)

My block on the map (Yeah), Green to be exact (Green)

This won't be the first time a **** died 'cause rap (Keke)

Ayy, smokin' dead rappers (Dead rappers)

Ayy, bitch, I'm smokin' dead rappers (Dead rappers)

Ayy, we the ones that kill clappers, ayy (Kill clappers)

Ayy, we them robbin' kidnappers, ayy, ayy (Yeah, yeah)

Dead rappers (Yeah)

Ayy, bitch, I'm smokin' dead rappers (Dead rappers)

Ayy, uh, dead rappers

Dissin' in your songs, you'll be another dead rapper, hold on

Your whole sixteen cars in my motherfuckin' fourteen job, bitch

Smokin' Gelato with the opps, man, you know what the fuck goin' on, man

See us, call cops, we send shots, fuck thots, bitch