Dead Presidents (feat. Balor)

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(Safety's off pull the hammer back)
(Drippin candy paint on the Cadillac)
Every day I rise get my money right
Only when you need something then you call my line
Dead presidents, they giving me that peace of mind
You're all the fucking same but I'm that new design
Every day I rise, get my money right
Only when you need something then you call my line
Dead presidents, they giving me that peace of mind
You're all the fucking same but I'm that new design
I dont know how to stop let my mind rot
Im the cream of the crop bitch im on top
Let that beat drop y'all a bunch of flip flops
Haters love to talk they can suck a fat cock
Creepin in the night, down the block
Load one in the glock
Its three o clock, hear a knock lets go take a walk
Im with this bitch ima take her to the spot
Make that muthfuckin bed rock
Seven figures and I got that shit from melodies
Me and my team steady smoking on that celery
If I see you it's on sight and best believe
Im not holding on back on anything
Because of you, I lost all of my empathy
Sending headshots they be looking like the Kennedys
I never thought revenge could feel so heavenly
Hit the graveyard two stepping on my enemies
Every day I rise, get my money right
Only when you need something then you call my line
Dead presidents, they giving me that peace of mind
You're all the fucking same but I'm that new design
Every day I rise, get my money right
Only when you need something then you call my line
Dead presidents, they giving me that peace of mind
You're all the fucking same but I'm that new design
Swift killa on the mic and my flows sick
All this money on my mind ima make it quick
Booty clappin skinny waist on a thick bitch
She give me brain cuz she know that I'll be famous
Bleeding ink from my skin but its painless
Floating of that dro got me feelin weightless
Phantom creepin in the night leave you faceless
Smear the blood on my jeans from the stainless
Im always spazzing out when I'm in the booth
Dont want me to shoot then bitch give me the loot
Better pray cuz you gon' meet that fucker soon
You got a problem then I'm bringing it to you
I cut that bitch off cus she acting like some deadweight
Took down all of your pieces that's a checkmate
Yo bitch can sit on it and mothafuckin rotate
Bitch sucking too much dick you need some Colgate

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Written by: Andres Burgoin, Andres Tello

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