Deadsons, Pt. 2

Your hoe she suckin, I’m training They on the games I be playin I be flexin thumbing through checks I be ballin like Kobe cuz a young nigga next Dive In that pussy that shits super wet Can’t love a thottie they good for that neck Finessin these niggas I hide in my sock Bitch you know I be cool on that block Kickin her out like karate She suckin the dick she flex wearing palates Bitch I never gave my heart To no more fuckin thotties I guess I be ballin like Scottie Look at my eyes I be rollin off Molly I pour a 4 up into my Fanta And you know I lean like a zombie Deadsons cool in the trap aye Deadson cool in the trap Deadsons cool in the trap aye Deadsons 2 in the trap Deadsons cool in the trap aye Deadsons 2 in the trap Deadsons 2 in the trap aye Deadsons cool in the trap I just be out here I’m spitting this fire Your girl hit me up and she hitting my line And I pass her away cuz I don’t got the time And these thotties they always come up with these lies She lyin to her mans so I f*ck her again I walk in the bank and I’m gettin these bands She throwing he back I be throwing these racks Took her to crib and I hit from the back Yuh Deadsons cool in the trap Yuh Deadsons 2 in the trap Yuh Deadsons cool in the trap Yuh Deadsons 2 in the trap Yuh Deadsons cool in the trap Yuh Deadsons 2 in the trap Yuh Deadsons cool in the trap Yuh Deadsons 2 in the trap aye Your bitch she bad, she basic I do not f*ck with your fake shit Niggas they mad they be hating I do not f*ck with your fake shit Up on the sequel I’m with my people Bitches they mad I’m Evil Kinevil MC Hammer, I’m finna ram her You cannot touch me I’m here with my scammers Hittin that spliff, I f*ck then I dip I’m smokin on pack and I’m hittin these licks I put in the tip she screamin and shit I’m drippin designer you know I’m rich Can’t love a hoe you ignorant bitch Givenchy I’m rockin got ice on my wrist You know that I’m swaggin I’m up with the gang I reload the clip puttin one in my brain I’m makin the dough I’m fuckin your hoe I’m countin these bands it never get old I’m countin them O’s your bitch in my zone Hittin the licks and I’m passin these hoes Pour up a duece ya I’m pourin a four Cockin it back puttin one in your dome She up on my dick and she askin for more Fuckin her once then I send her ass home Niggas they mad don’t want me to succeed Smokin a gram bitch I’m packin the green Gettin so high until I cannot see My minds always flowin like waves in the sea Im 17 and I’m makin these raps Backwoods you know I be smokin on pack Masu the damager up in the trap Opps always tweakin off cocaine and crack Deadsons cool in the trap aye Deadson cool in the trap Deadsons cool in the trap aye Deadsons 2 in the trap Deadsons cool in the trap aye Deadsons 2 in the trap Deadsons 2 in the trap aye Deadsons cool in the trap