DEAD FRIEND$ Lyrics

Slatt

Slatt

Slatt

Slatt

Yeah

Huh

Fucked up, off them perc's

Baby, come back, I can make it work

Got a .223, you know these bullets hurt

I'ma throw the racks, it gon' make her twerk

From the mud, bitch, I'm from the dirt

Slatt

Came from a long way, nigga I had to make it work

Down bad on my ass

I had to get the racks, had to get the bands

Fuck them niggas, I don't care about shit, but these dead friends

Racks in my pocket, I got them dead friends

Stack up these racks, bitch, I still got these Benjamins

Huh, Ben Franklin

Huh, bitch, I had to make it out and stay patient

How the fuck you claim you gang, but niggas be changing

They be switchin

Them niggas, they rats, they bitches

Them niggas, they rats, they snitches

Drac with a hollow tip, gon' wipe a young nigga's existence

Wipe him out from the earth, wipe that boy out

Take that boy out

Slatt

Why the fuck these niggas mad

I got these racks in my bank account

Why the fuck are they mad

Huh, bitch, I just get to the racks

Huh, bitch, I just get to the bag

I got these niggas mad

If he diss again, Imma up the drac, we gon' spray his ass

From the mud, not the field, nigga

Not from the grass, from the dirt

Left here behind, now her feelings hurt

Huh, how the fuck am I supposed to make it work

When you changed on me

Why the fuck did she change on me

Pussy niggas got a hate on me

Huh, bitch, you know I keep that thing on me

Huh, I got a motherfucker choppin' on me

I got a motherfuckin' drac on me

I can't talk about shit, cause talk not cheap

Bad bitch tryna fuck on me

If she wanna fuck me, bitch, she gotta fuck the team

Diamonds on my neck, bitch, yeah, you know that they gleam

Wipe a nigga's head, take off his head, like Mr. Clean

Woo, bitch, ballin' like duke

I'm a blue devil, huh

Bitch, watch how I Shoot

Diamonds on me, bitch, you know that they blue

I got the money, stick on my hands, just like glue