Deadz歌词

作词 : Tauheed Epps/Quavious Marshall/Kirsnick Ball/Kiari Cephus/Ronald Latour
作曲 : Tauheed Epps/Quavious Marshall/Kirsnick Ball/Kiari Cephus/Ronald Latour
You ********s in trouble (********s in trouble)
You ********s in trouble (********s in trouble)
You ********s in trouble (********s in trouble)
You ********s in trouble (********s in trouble)
You ********s in trouble (********s in trouble)
You ********s in trouble (********s in trouble)
You ********s in trouble (********s in trouble)
You ********s in trouble (********s in trouble)
You ********s in trouble (********s in trouble)
You ********s in trouble (********s in trouble)
You ********s in trouble (********s in trouble)
You ********s in trouble (********s in trouble)
You ********s in trouble (********s in trouble)
You ********s in trouble
Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh, count up the deads
Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh, count up the deads
Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh, count up the deads
Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh, count up the deads
Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh, count up the deads
Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh, count up the deads
Fresh out, outta the bed, count up the deadz (bow, bow)
We heard what you said, we heard what you said
If I wasn't trappin', I'd be wrappin' up them bundles
If I wasn't rappin' I'd be trappin' out the condos (know I'm sayin')
No forreal, no cap, my money long like anacondas (know I'm sayin')
No forreal, no cap, I keep a sack like Savon Tucker (sacks)
If you think about runnin' with that then you in trouble (think about it)
If you think about runnin' with that then you in trouble (gone)
(You ********s in trouble, you ********s in trouble)
No forreal, no cap, my money long like anaconda (You ********s in trouble, you ********s in trouble)
(You ********s in trouble, you ********s in trouble)
If you think about runnin' with that then you in trouble (You ********s in trouble, you ********s in trouble)
Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh, count up the deads
Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh, count up the deads
Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh, count up the deads
Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh, count up the deads
Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh, count up the deads
Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh, count up the deads
Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh, count up the deads
Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh, count up the deads
Gang bang slang caine
******, half a ton, Purple Haze, Cam'ron
Plays off a Samsung, get the job done
If I go jog at night, yeah, call it a mall run
You know what I did last night, cause I gave her all ones
You ********s in trouble, rock chains by the double
Got dames by the double, do everything but cuddle
Might buy a bowling alley, I got money out the gutter
Fully automatic, and it don't don't stutter (rra!)
(You ********s in trouble, you ********s in trouble)
No forreal, no cap, my money long like anaconda (You ********s in trouble, you ********s in trouble)
(You ********s in trouble, you ********s in trouble)
If you think about runnin' with that then you in trouble (You ********s in trouble, you ********s in trouble)
Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh, count up the deads
Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh, count up the deads
Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh, count up the deads
Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh, count up the deads
Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh, count up the deads
Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh, count up the deads
Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh, count up the deads
Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh, count up the deads
Hop out the bed and I'm countin' them faces
I jump out the whip and them ******** start faintin'
No twenties or fifties, just Benjamin Franklins
Block on lock call me Kurt Angle
I keep the bag on my brother, my partner
Don't ******** with no strangers, they tryna' get famous
I put the hood on my back
When these ********s couldn't do nothing but love it
But these ********s still hated
No they ain't real but these ********s gonna fake it
If they got a problem my ********s gon' strain it
********s debatin', they hating', they plottin', they waitin'
They want my ice tell 'em come take it
Have 'em pretend that I couldn't make it
Now I'm doin' shows outta state in the nations
My momma told me stay humble don't be too ready
You gotta have patience
Droppin' them bangers, bangers, bangers
Double cup stuffed full Texas Ranger
One in the chamber
I shoot a hundred round clip like Wilt Chamberlain
Go to the top and I'm gon' bring the gang in
********, do anything to get famous
My wrist cost me a brick and it's frigid
I'm rich, but I did not let it change me
Statistics say that you ********s ain't gangsta
(You ********s in trouble, you ********s in trouble)
No forreal, no cap, my money long like anaconda (You ********s in trouble, you ********s in trouble)
(You ********s in trouble, you ********s in trouble)
If you think about runnin' with that then you in trouble (You ********s in trouble, you ********s in trouble)