Dead Friends ft. TayCapo Lyrics

Yeah Yeah Yeah

Keep my Bankroll and my Glock close to me

Yeah Yeah Yeah

Keep dead friends by my side like Uzi

Keep my Bankroll close, even closer yeah there go my heat

Feel like Lil Uzi got dead friends, Pockets like a graveyard full of deceased

Money on my mental want my pockets Obese, No wonder they plotting on me

Just wanna dip my feet in the water, Ain know it would come with a Leach

I learned to adapt let a snake kill a rat cause I gotta protect all my cheese

I'm seeing right through em ain feeling they vibe can't let em get to close to me

Niggas be pocket watching can't peep how I move cause I got the game from OG's

I stay out the way and I keep to myself low-key I'm way out of reach

Chasing money till I barely can breath

No L's I gotta succeed

Different breed different league ima chief

No you can't compare him to me

Steady throwing all that dirt on my name

Diagnose him with jealousy

Can't ride my wave I stay in my lane

Roll a blunt of exotic so loud it screech

My pockets poking these bitches gone peak

These niggas watching ain leaving my heat

Chips Frito Lay ima stack em up neat

Young bakers man catch me bagging up wheat

I gotta sack like its rugby

No cheese no need for discussion

High vision blurry yeah Ball like a Warrior

Big stepper like Demarcus Cousins

Cut off the fakes and snakes

Thought you was with me but you wasn't

All of that beef and debate

Naw ain really with the fussing

Supreme with the Yeezy and Bape

Ion need a stylist for the judgment

Fill my plate like I ain't even ate that cheese with the cake

Playing peekaboo with the money that's faces

Keep my bankroll close, even closer yeah there go my heat

Feel like Lil Uzi got dead friends, Pockets like a graveyard full of deceased

Money on my mental want my pockets obese, No wonder they plotting on me

Just wanna dip my feet in the water, Ain know it would come with a leach

I learned to adapt let a snake kill a rat cause I gotta protect all my cheese

I'm seeing right through em ain feeling they vibe can't let em get to close to me

Niggas be pocket watching can't peep how I move cause I got the game from OG's

I stay out the way and I keep to myself low-key I'm way out of reach

Niggas be plotting I know they be watching but I keep that blicky on me

I pick out the Rolly I ice out the bezel you know that shit 30 degrees

I'm changing the weather her pussy gets wetter she like how I throw out the cheese

To the racks I been racing you know I'm impatient so tell em to pick up the speed

I got a lot on my mind lil bitch

I pop a Perc at a time (Yeah)

It's easing my mind

The doctor ain't even prescribe

And I cop a whole P

Whole pound of the OG

You wan pose to see this side

I'm serving the streets in silence

Stay out the way and stay outta reach I'm tryna buy me a island

Yeen seen no drip this Fear of God denim Ion need no stylist

Fly nigga new whip got zero mileage been no pilot

No backseat in the baby coupe but a hoe and her friend be riding

Keep my Bankroll close, even closer yeah there go my heat

Feel like Uzi got dead friends, Pockets like a graveyard full of deceased

Money on my mental yeah my pockets Obese, No wonder they plotting on me

Just wanna dip my feet in the water, Ain know it would come with a Leach

I keep it low-key and i stay out the way swear I'm Way Way Way

Outta they reach(Yeah)