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DEATH RACE (feat. Ziggy Moon)
by Audemar Deezy
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Racing to that bag, that's why these hoes call me Ricky
Bitch I did the whole dash, nigga fuck doing fifth
Fucking up that pape, that's when shit get risky
If I spinning yo block, bitch Ima drop more then fifth
Bitch I'm slick with bag, that's why theses hoes call me Jiffy
Cut the dope in half, taxs a fuck nigga fifth
Could you do the fucking math, broke niggas can't hear me
I ain't the only one with bag, my whole team feasting
If you pull up with that pape, you might just get a feature
If you pull up with play, my young dawg gonna sting
We ain't share no pros, with no niggas or no lychees
Ain't no stepping on my toes, I'm let the draco teach ya
I'm the man's in my bity, that's why I ride with dirty mittens
Still locked in the trenches, bitch I'm really from them mitten
Ain't shit fucking sweet, bitch I really stand on business
I ain't arguing with a bitch, who really ain't got no feelings
I'm send her on that road, watch she bring back them pro
Whipping up a baby, got the whole thang sold
Wrist game crazy, cause yea I got it off the road
Fuck a bitch good, now she ready to leave home
Y'all niggas ain't me, why the fuck you try to be
Because I'm putting up numbers, that's why yu hate on me
Bitch I been putting up them numbers, I ain't have to run to say cheese
All that internet thugging, gonna get yo ass on a rip tee
Bury me a gee bitch it gotta be greater
Not for the imitation, you can flatter me later
I saw you plotting on the game like you fantasy trading
Take advantage of fakers, we aligned with the greatest
Aye
Me and my niggas is know for the violence
Fingers up when they silent, travel in groups when we sliding
A black mask was apparent, apparel was glocks stashed in the mirror
Feeling Tommy Vercetti I'm getting, mob vibes Audemar hit the telly
Say nigga this another hit, bitch i feel like Cervelli
Speedracer big dawg racecar on paralysis
A speed demon we drive to the top like andretti
I get it
You hate the flexing it's coming off desperate
A newer lesson it's a way bigger flex when it's present
A new investment in the label collided and tested
For fuck shit, we big stepping
Geez
Racing to that bag, that's why these hoes call me Ricky
Bitch I did the whole dash, nigga fuck doing fifth
Fucking up that pape, that's when shit get risky
If I spinning yo block, bitch Ima drop more then fifth
Bitch I'm slick with bag, that's why theses hoes call me Jiffy
Cut the dope in half, taxs a fuck nigga fifth
Could you do the fucking math, broke niggas can't hear me
I ain't the only one with bag, my whole team feasting
If you pull up with that pape, you might just get a feature
If you pull up with play, my young dawg gonna sting
We ain't share no pros, with no niggas or no lychees
Ain't no stepping on my toes, I'm let the draco teach ya
I'm the man's in my bity, that's why I ride with dirty mittens
Still locked in the trenches, bitch I'm really from them mitten
Ain't shit fucking sweet, bitch I really stand on business
I ain't arguing with a bitch, who really ain't got no feelings
I'm send her on that road, watch she bring back them pro
Whipping up a baby, got the whole thang sold
Wrist game crazy, cause yea I got it off the road
Fuck a bitch good, now she ready to leave home
Y'all niggas ain't me, why the fuck you try to be
Because I'm putting up numbers, that's why yu hate on me
Bitch I been putting up them numbers, I ain't have to run to say cheese
All that internet thugging, gonna get yo ass on a rip tee
Bury me a gee bitch it gotta be greater
Not for the imitation, you can flatter me later
I saw you plotting on the game like you fantasy trading
Take advantage of fakers, we aligned with the greatest
Aye
Me and my niggas is know for the violence
Fingers up when they silent, travel in groups when we sliding
A black mask was apparent, apparel was glocks stashed in the mirror
Feeling Tommy Vercetti I'm getting, mob vibes Audemar hit the telly
Say nigga this another hit, bitch i feel like Cervelli
Speedracer big dawg racecar on paralysis
A speed demon we drive to the top like andretti
I get it
You hate the flexing it's coming off desperate
A newer lesson it's a way bigger flex when it's present
A new investment in the label collided and tested
For fuck shit, we big stepping
Geez
