
Dead Shit Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
I'm saying like
Last of a dying breed nigga
Big Sonni nigga yeah
All of yo niggas they dying or dead
All of my niggas
Riding round Getting bread
Play with Big Sonni
Gone end up dead
Like the rest of yo niggas
No point of a bed
He saw a lick
Had me seeing red
I got the butter
Then went got the bread
Jumped off the porch
With control of my legs
No nigga had to tell me
To get bread
No nigga showed me
The way to go do it
Fucked up a couple of times
And I blew it
I shook back right
Then I got right back to it
Go get a check
I just got to do it
Hater on the next
They just got to do it
It's in they blood
Like oil and fluid
Bag on your head
If we ever into it
Play with me
Send them to
Go head and do it
Pull up and hop out
I smell like a pound
Walk with my Glock out
Its thirty some rounds
Pull out them bands
That shit on the ground
Spread me a fan
And wave it around
She trying to fuck
When I land in her town
Ops know what's up
I ain't fucking around
Play with Big Sonni
And shit can go down
Light up your city
Then blow up your town
All of his niggas
They dying or dead
Smoking in him
Should have watched
What he said
Chop on the seat
And the Glock by my leg
Riding with my niggas
Since we was on pegs
Fucking this bitch
While I'm swinging my dreads
Smoking exotic
But wet call it dead
Sipping on wok
But they call it meds
Full of that oil
Im full of that dead
Big cap these niggas ain't on shit
Flipping that money
Like a gainer bitch
Flushing these hoes
Like draino shit
She giving me top
No Kangol bitch
Walk in the bank
I walk out with them racks
Strap by my hip
If they try to attack
Don't fuck with ops
And I don't fuck with rats
Run up on me
You'll catch one to the hat
All of yo niggas they dying or dead
All of my niggas
Riding round Getting bread
Play with Big Sonni
Gone end up dead
Like the rest of yo niggas
No point of a bed
He saw a lick
Had me seeing red
I got the butter
Then went got the bread
Jumped off the porch
With control of my legs
No nigga had to tell me
To get bread
No nigga showed me
The way to go do it
Fucked up a couple of times
And I blew it
I shook back right
Then I got right back to it
Go get a check
I just got to do it
Hater on the next
They just got to do it
It's in they blood
Like oil and fluid
Bag on your head
If we ever into it
Play with me
Send them to
Go head and do it