Dead On
Rich Gang, Young Thug, Rich Homie Quan
Hey london on da track, bitch!
O ohh hey ohh aye!
I fucked her quick and fast
Then I went to bed on em
Lil shawty got a phat ass
And some good lil head on her
And they talk behind my back
Because I know they scared of me
Yo aim off my nigga but my shit be dead on
Dead on, dead on, dead on
Dead on, dead on, dead on
Ran up on no country nigga
Boy I'm dead wrong
Aiming at these fuck niggas
Boy you know I'm dead on
Dead on, dead on, dead on
Pfftsshh!
I'm playing dead but I'm dead on ya
You not a blood but you got red on ya
And I watch my surroundings
Like the Feds on me
I just got me some pints on a plane
I feel like I'm alien man I'm so high up
I'm higher than every alien
Went from open mic to
Performing in the stadiums now all my shoes
They sponsored by Margiela Maison and them
Now I feel like I'm high up in the air
I got your baby shaking like
A hit stick inside a?
I fucked her quick and fast
Then I went to bed on em
Lil shawty got a phat ass
And some good lil head on her
And they talk behind my back
Because I know they scared of me
Yo I ain't off my nigga my shit be dead on
Dead on, dead on, dead on
Dead on, dead on, dead on
Ran up on no country nigga
Boy I'm dead wrong
Aiming at these fuck niggas
Boy you know I'm dead on
Dead on, dead on, dead on
At 17, I caught me a felony
Influenced by the movie Belly
I got on all black just like a reverend
These niggas act like Tyler Perry i swear
I'm geeked up off these medics so if you try
Then yo ass better be ready
Cause I swear to god
I'll blow one of you niggas and
Not even think about it
If that is yo main hoe
Don't bring her round me
I was lost in the Majors
Then somebody found me
Money for rainy days, I can't go with out it
Nigga don't talk no shit if you not about it
My nigga move O's, ain't talking Audis!
Bitches take off their clothes just
To stand by me got a pocket full of stones
Tryna get off em
And I wanted to do a song but you sound awful
I'm way gone, swear I'm?
I fucked her quick and fast
Then I went to bed on em
Lil shawty got a phat ass
And some good lil head on her
And they talk behind my back
Because I know they scared of me
Yo I ain't off my nigga my shit be dead on
Dead on, dead on, dead on
Dead on, dead on, dead on
Ran up on no country nigga
Boy I'm dead wrong
Aiming at these fuck niggas
Boy you know I'm dead on
Dead on, dead on, dead on
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