Dead Walkin
Lil Gotit
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Wheezy yeah yeah yeah Let's go (Yee) My bitch like it rough (Hello) Came out the trunk with cuts (O oh) They tried to kill my brother, no luck (No luck) Kill yours, I ain't feeling no love Check on big ol' bucks (Bags) Blunt stuffed up with Runtz Calm now, I ain't worried 'bout nothing Everything in, front on nothing Go up all night, nigga loading these guns (Load up) kFC, got drums (KFC) Never been a ho, no bitch, no cunt (Uh, huh) Nigga gotta show me the one (Let's go) Let them bullets ease your mind (Brrt) On that slimy stuff (Slatt) Bags in the Tonka truck (Bag) Getting delivered to us (Run it up) I done lost my screws (Stickbaby) Made a hundred racks by noon (Racks) D-R-A-C-O, Draco, just check, AR my mood (Uh) C4 down her throat She blowing my gang like boom (Boom) I'm wavy We on different type of lanes in the yoom (Woah) turn me up, don't turn me down So much water, you get drowned (It's lit) Bitch, I'm stuck, can't take my crown Stickbaby gon' pop, came in with that sound You ain't getting no money I've been on them books (Tighten up) I've been on cool shit, going in Working my move (Let's go, Wheezy out of here) Woah, woah (Get in there) Fit check, bitch, I'm co-old (Get in there) Your face on a T-shirt logo (Get in there) You dick riding, need to dick roll-up (Get in there) You try having weight just to go up (Get in there) Might touch your head, make you throw up (Get in there) Training on you niggas like Floyd (Get in there) Talking 'bout weight, hold up (Get in there) She busting that pussy, it's tired (yeah) She ready to f*ck all my guys (yeah) She ready to go ten on a slime (yeah) Some of you niggas is dead in my eyes (yeah) Pill made me lose my mind (Mind) Barking, but ain't biting (Shit) Scorching, keep that iron Out here living my life Didn't get enough credit, I'm tight I done lost my screws (Uh, huh) Made a hundred racks by noon (Uh, huh) D-R-A-C-O, Draco, just check, AR my mood (Hm-m) c4 down her throat She blowing my gang like boom (Boom) I'm wavy We on different type of lanes in the yoom (Okay, shit) turn me up, don't turn me down So much water, you get drowned (Let's go) Bitch, I'm stuck, can't take my crown Stickbaby gon' pop, came in with that sound (Pussy) you ain't get no money I've been on them books (On God) I've been on cool shit, going in Working my move (Yee) Yeah, working my move i'ma work my move I'm working my move what you gon' do? I'm working my move working my move I'm working my move
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Written by: SEMAJA Z. RENDER, WESLEY TYLER GLASS
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