Dead Ass Lyrics

TooHunnit

Yeaaaa,

With his dead ass

Niggas ain't fucking with us man, them niggas ain't nan like us

Yea,

You ain't get no get back for your mans with his dead ass

Got hit in your shit you can't even walk, your lil sped ass

All of that lil shit you said on live, you shouldn't said that

Damn I know you wish that you could buy your brother Trell back

Lil bro say that nigga smoke so strong it make his lungs itch

Bina tell Lil Bubba come outside let's do some fun shit

Baby D got aim, he slang that bitch just like he John Wick

Hoodie in the summer tuck that bitch under my armpit

Fuck a nigga hoe, he so in love, I'm tryna see sum'

JB like a tree in the fall, that boy gone leave sum'

Everybody gangster up until it's time to meet up

Radio you way too damn grown to be getting beat up

Then yall lil other lil brother be getting his shit took

Nigga tryna beef, I been done gave his ass the hiccups

He better not say shit until he get back for them stickups

Watch how every nigga we got smoke with try to click up

I know your mama told you bout that stove

It's cool when it's off, but it ain't shit to cut it on

They like he was just in the club, he ain't make it home

That lil boy done got me in that mode, bitch it's on

I been praying to God like just don't let go of my soul

Ima get it right just let me finish doing wrong

I ain't with that internet shit, drop a Lo

Don't say shit when he die if you don't say shit when he troll

You ain't tryna pull up on that Four, stop making posts

Quit acting like you gangster you ain't went up on that score

They ain't no threats them niggas ain't on what we on

Before the smoke I was tryna get em on my phone

Yeaaa,

Them pussy ass niggas man, them niggas ain't talking bout shit man

Fuck them niggas, they act like they ain't the ones dead or sum'

Long live Trell son, on Hottie

On Hottie bitch

Toohunnit

Yeaaa