Dead Man (Feat. Young Scooter & Trae Tha Truth)
Call me Gucci Mane when I’m on the stage with you
they call me Jessie James when I hold this down pills
you can call me Gucci due out when I do the song with you
but don’t walk up on me hoes, I ain’t with the blow no scroll with you
got them young shooters with me baby don’t get alone with you
if you ain’t get no money nigga what it wrong with you
and I can’t tell your own dick must have gone wrong pitch
I take the real to the league with this very long switch
I’ll drink .. ain’t the cold even this apple juice mixture
if you knew that you would do that I swear you would not kiss
some Nicky boy that’s nigga tryin to tell em got fish
if a snitch was without the day I bet this hood was not this..
Hook:
Use the dead man, playing games with the great
use the dead man, I put that pistol to your head man
Dead man you’re playing games with my breath
you hear the red man, fuck around and be a dead man
dead man, dead man, use the dead man
dead man, dead man, use the dead man
dead man, I put that pistol to your head man
dead man I play that pistol to your head man, dead man
Five news, 4 tray 6 A
8 watches, 4 chains 6 rings
pet Forbes don’t add the high coast
from coast to coast, I said numbers on the dope
remix to you, you know I can say you both 16-5
prices load the shawty load, when I drive
got my seat leanin low bricks inside
got a stash in the dough always road running
me and Gucci getting money fast yeah keep comign
try to trailer in the morning won’t stop jigging
every month I make 4 hundred, I’m a street nigga
I got rich up for Jacky
[Hook:]
What was you thinking the bitch you must have been drinking
this top had got me feeling like holy
if I let it ride you’re bime what I was thinking
I’m an asshole I do what I’d like too
oh shit this shit made for you to fight to
I don’t give a fuck bitch I don’t like you
got that fire bitch I might fight you
bitch I am the streets you just look up,
call the bricks is low like I was on bluff
call me the master like soon up
bad boy the re-up no puff
if a nigga pussy I don’t pimp mine,
I just keep the distance don’t play with my
stay in your place fall out the line,
had the young niggas on me you’re here to be fine
you can tell me in the hood what a hood don’t go
heard that somebody the hood don’t know,
if a nigga turn up to the last this show
money never since so I met don’t blow
came gonna the streets just call me sire
all my throw they no one higher,
see your new S no liar,
real street nigga I won’t retire.
[Hook:]
compositores: RADRIC DAVIS, YOUNG SCOOTER, METRO BOOMIN, FRAZIER THOMPSON
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