Dead Yet (feat. SleazyWorld Go)

Mm-mm

Grrt

Uh-uh, come on

AceC, turn that heat up, ****

I'm on my shit

Migo, I'm on my shit, Migo

We tote Ks, Draco's, and Glocks, we don't do Smith & Wesson's (Uh)

Ask the last **** tried to slide, we taught them boys a lesson (Come on)

I can't lay up with no bitch, get off my nut next (Uh)

Face shot to the last opp, but his man's got hit all up in his neck (Grrt, grrt)

If I spin his shit tonight, bet by tomorrow I'II make it back (No cap)

Slap the 50 on my glizzy, lookin' like nuts, we call 'em sacks (Spin)

How you rappin' but ain't spin yet? (Huh?)

**** be killers on them songs, but somehow my **** ain't dead yet

My **** ain't dead yet

Let's go

Uh, box on the back of the glizzy, can shoot fifty shots, but it shoot double rounds (Rounds)

Boxes on the back of the truck, when I run this shit up, and I get in town (Town)

Count up the money, unload the hunnids, I buried this shit in the ground (Beep)

Had to go get me a savings account, I'm used to stuffin' this shit in the couch (Couch)

Uh, sticking dick all in her mouth (Mouth)

We beat the bitches that they beefin' 'bout (Uh)

Uh, I be the talk of the town (Town)

Stacking this shit up as tall as a mound (Damn)

Run through it, I'm losing count (Beep)

Balance the money, hope it equal out (Out)

Balance the trap, I can beat it down (Go)

Balance the lemon, I can squeeze it out (Brrt)

We tote Ks, Draco's, and Glocks, we don't do Smith & Wesson's (Uh)

Ask the last **** tried to slide, we taught them, boys, a lesson (Come on)

I can't lay up with no bitch, get off my nut next (Uh)

Face shot to the last opp, but his man's got hit all up in his neck (Grrt, grrt)

If I spin his shit tonight, bet by tomorrow I'II make it back (No cap)

Slap the 50 on my glizzy, lookin' like nuts, we call 'em sacks (Spin)

How you rappin' but ain't spin yet? (Huh?)

**** be killers on them songs, but somehow my **** ain't dead yet

My **** ain't dead yet, uh

My **** ain't dead (Uh-huh)

Tried duck too many shots, sent off a couple, stuck to his head (Grrt)

Bent the block, we missed a couple opps

We bent that bitch again (Come on)

Heard them switches just came in, put 'em bitches on F&N's (Fah-fah)

Phew, huh, shoot like a chop (Yeah)

Leg shot won't do the job, aim up, shoot for his top

Aim for his top

Aim up, shoot for his brim, them boys be shootin' above the rim

Shooting above the rim

Slap the switch up on the Glock, chances of surviving probably slim (Fah-fah, brrt)

We tote Ks, Draco's, and Glocks, we don't do Smith & Wesson's (Uh)

Ask the last **** tried to slide, we taught them boys a lesson (Come on)

I can't lay up with no bitch, get off my nut next (Uh)

Face shot to the last opp', but his man's got hit all up in his neck (Grrt, grrt)

If I spin his shit tonight, bet by tomorrow I'II make it back (No cap)

Slap the 50 on my glizzy, lookin' like nuts, we call 'em sacks (Spin)

How you rappin' but ain't spin yet? (Huh?)

**** be killers on them songs, but somehow my **** ain't dead yet

My **** ain't dead yet