Deadsons.

Gotta get a fixture On this purple mixture Lonely but I get her And I never miss her Only bout the weight Gotta find my way Put one in my brain Niggas go insane I am suicidal I ain’t gotta rival Got my bitch she bridal Put her in my iPhone Call my niggas Deadsons Swervin like the Jetsons Niggas play we wreck em Life is so depressin Finna put it all up on my check But I’m always hopin that I’m dead Got a bad bitch chokin on my bread Disregard what all my teachers said Always say that I cannot do raps Just because I lie in all my traps Draco you know I’m finna snap When I’m grabbing up the rope and I let my neck crack Always livin for these skulls Always dyin for my bros Wanna put one in my dome Triple 6 I take it home You can’t get up on my ass Always chief up on the gas Come in first you came in last Suicide we always masked Bitch I be smoking that gas My brain be super fried I feel like a scrambled egg I nut in her mouth and her eye (bitch) Aye Aye So broke nigga just get away I flex on my ex, doin my thing Ya look at my swag, look at my bling lil bitch Bitch we can’t have what ya thinkin F*ck on me but you got fucked the gang So stay in your lane that pussy insane You suckin me up and I skeet what you think Man I be doin my thing These niggas hating all day But I’m only 14 but I’m doin my thing I cool with my brother I cool with the gang Look at my swag you be hating The Fendi on me my niggas we racin We hop in the foreign what you think That Bentley trill what you think A young nigga is a light skin You be tweaking at me when I’m sipping my drink So broke nigga get away Your breath stank like booty what you think Bitch I be doin my thing I be bussing off Molly I be smoking everyday Bitch I be buss what you think Man we just doin our thing aye aye, aye So broke nigga just get away Lil Bear doin my thing Doin that shit 6 deep what you think Im balls deep right in your hoe Dick in her mouth, dick her throat She swallow my kids and you know I passed it around to lil bro