Dead Inside

Got a couple hundred shooters standing by my side Got a couple hundred bitches always down to ride Got a couple hundred bottles if you tryna slide Gotta re-up on the percs if I wanna die Got a couple alibis if I wanna lie Got a couple and they bi So I get inside Only down to throw it back when she dead inside Got a couple hundred reasons that she wanna die Layin with a couple hoes And they extra high Mans be callin' up my phone Tryna sell a line She gon' rail it off my dick Cause she extra fine Bloody nose, in my zone, that's my typa time She be bitchin I got blow on her Gucci coat I be twitching when she blow Giving stupid dome Can't get tied up with these hoes Baby lose the rope (lose that rope) Ima' kick her to the door She a loopy hoe I got people that be pleadin just for me to stay What the point if we all gonna die anyway Ima' live up in the sky if I gotta live All my elders on lock Tryna dodge a shiv She be digging in her veins Got a bone to pick Will she love the way I treat her like she love the dick (she love that dick) She gon' try to shoot the shit like she John Wick Told her go and phone a friend We can double dip Tell that bitch Got a couple hundred shooters standing by my side Got a couple hundred bitches always down to ride Got a couple hundred bottles if you tryna slide Gotta re-up on the percs if I wanna die Got a couple alibis if I wanna lie Got a couple and they bi So I get inside Only down to throw it back when she dead inside Got a couple hundred reasons that she wanna die