Deadication

[Verse 1]

Yeah, they gon' hate on us

Same niggas hatin' really wanna hang with us

Lame nigga hatin', bitch, you wanna hang with us

Blowing up my phone, I'm really just gon' hang it up

When I was down bad, nigga, who was payin' for us?

I would ask you for a dime, you wasn't payin' for nothin'

I used to stay safe, now I'm stayin' dangerous

Use to have the toolie goin', you ain't bang for us

Livin' by the gun, nigga, you can die by the gun

End up paralyzed, an amputee, things and such

I put that boy up in a chokehold, no angel dust

His bitch gon' choke up on the dick until it strangle her

(DJ on the beat so it's a banger)

She like to pose up for the camera, watch them angles

Haha, she say my nuts is just like mangoes

Bitch, I need the rackades, feel like Tracy's Manga

Pop a little ecstasy, I'm a Power Ranger

Dive in the pussy, Kowabanga

She got good pussy, can tell by her fingers

I'ma take that lil' bitch out to Topanga

Call me Twista, overnight I make you famous

Hold on bae, don't you go and be a stranger

[Verse 2]

Yeah

We in the water, you gon' tread

We in the water but I'ma go swim ahead

I ain't takin' no chance or no second chance

But that water, she just want tread in my pants, I'm dead (Yeah)

Like beef, I need bread (Woah)

She wanted two, so she continued to dance (Yeah)

Baby, make that ass hop like a fence

42, got the rooms spinnin' like the rims

Yeah, in the club with the Glizz' up

If we go down, we ain't takin' no prisoner (Yeah, yeah)

But call out every time I'm been here

You get called out if you ever try and diss us

Must be on bath salts if you ever try and diss us

Niggas are hoes, yeah, real deuce bigalows

Pull up to your mama's house, treat it like Christmas

Light it up, you better think twice about dissin' us (Yeah)

Yellow tape 'round the whole house, yeah, forensics

You'll never find us, lil' nigga, yeah, for instance

I'm in a different country already, that's some distance

Inside my trench Burberry, nah, for real

Coming for the heart every time that I kill

Told 'em "Catch me outside," like Dr. Phil

Know she got mortified, seen just how she feel

Certified victim of love that was real (Yeah)

Where she come from, it's either kill or be killed

We will not glorify the blood that was spilled

The more that I think about the shit that I did (Yeah)

The more that I think about the reasons why I'm here (Yeah)

The more that they know, the more reasons I should live (Yeah)

I'm meant to make foes, I'm meant to make friends (Yeah)

I'm meant to make these bitches make me offerings

That's an awful lot of cough syrup inside your Henny (Yeah)

[Bridge]

So please, don't pretend

Please don't pretend to be my friend

I did it before, I won't do it again

A lot of love scars and you know why I grin

I want you to see the world through my lens

I want you to walk a mile in these size 10's

Walk through the valley of death and cleanse (Yeah)

[Chorus]

Now don't be a stranger

If I go to sleep, baby, don't hang up

Yeah, baby, don't hang up

I'm gettin' your flight to Los Angeles

She stackin' the singles like Pringles

Shawty, I heard you like singers

Said she just got here from Vegas

[Outro]

Yeah (Yeah)

Deadication (Ah, ooh)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah

It ain't over, It ain't over

It ain't over

Dig

Yeah

Yeah

Free Stiggs, Free Scoob, Free Jugg

Free the gang, free the gang

Free the gang