Dead Guys Lyrics

(Woah, woah)

(Had to turn my headphones up)

I been grinding, no rest

Must be something bout these VVS's

Yeah, these diamonds get her wet

I take her shopping when she want

When she point it out

I cop the Patek, I

Broke my old bitch heart

I'm sorry for it

Baby, I fell in love with those dead guys

She mix Chanel bags with that Tom Ford

Yeah, I been grinding

It's showing

Run up a couple thou

Then I blow it

I'm a big boss, feel like Tony

Never argue, let the money talk

And they know it

She give me brain

Then I take her out for brunch

I can get anything that I want

I done touched a couple bands in a month

Said I want her and her friend

I wasn't fronting

Choose peace, live in the moment

It's easy, I can show you

My team, I'm with my soldiers

They see us, acting cordial

We gone all shine

Focus and we balling

Ain't no off sides

Try us, you're a theme song

I'm up then my team's on

I been grinding, no rest

Must be something bout these VVS's

Yeah, these diamonds get her wet

I take her shopping when she want

When she point it out

I cop the Patek, I

Broke my old bitch heart

I'm sorry for it

Baby, I fell in love with those dead guys

She mix Chanel bags with that Tom Ford

(Dead guys)

(With the dead guys)

(Money, love the dead guys)