Dead Stock (Freestyle) Lyrics

Up it, bang on a nigga like LeBron on the dunk

Asthma attack how I'm ridin' with the pump

A nigga from the slums ridin' with that 90, leave him slumped

This grill a 101, mama said it ain't no one-on-ones

So you gettin' jumped, y'all be virgins with the beef

I don't give a fuck, she don't know that after she give it up

She gettin' dumped, it's 2023, we don't wife no sluts

I know she for the streets, I feel it in my gut

I know she got a BBL, I feel it in her butt

Shawty want a baby, but I'm stingy with the nut

I'm bout my dough, don't play with my cheese like Pizza Hut

Two sleeves worth of tattoos, lookin' like graffiti

Shawty pussy like in vacation, I ain't talkin' Tahiti

I'm always at her house, cause I know that she gon' feed me

She gon' eat this dick up, I know she greedy, know she needy

She get her own, but swear, she don't need me

Beat it crazy, now all of her friends wanna meet me

Too bad I already disappeared like my name Houdini

I wish a nigga would, in this bitch, I'm not a genie

I'm not that

You cop merch

Just to get your niggas put on them shirts

We do em worse, every time I go berserk

We put in work, send him to the nurse

Now we got the opps so scared, the only save place is church

I send a dum-dum through your door like his name is Lurch

He hid, I searched, if he caught, then he murked

Even the Goldilock was not durk

Funny, the reaper think he created dirt

I'm hot, boy, no Turk

I won't text her, I just sex her

Eat it right, I beat it extra

Drive electrifying like a Tesla

Pipes gon' bust when it's pressure

And we got pipes for you hecklers

Catch you slippin' like Odell

Hit you with somethin' that got more kick than David Beckham

Car crash, we just wreck him

You can't get worse if we best him

i brought choppa off of dead stock

Control a bitch like a Xbox

She give the best top

Harlem nights, prior to that, it was Red Fox

Hammer on me like Bam Bam from Bed Rock

Soon as we ID'd the nigga, it was them head shots

On the tec and the best Glock

See me dreadlocks, why wrestle with a nigga

When I could just make the leg pop, no leg drop

Catch him at a rest stop, leave him flat like desktop

Docs couldn't even stitch him like Chinese sweatshops