Dead N*ggas lyrics

[Intro: Jay5ive]
Grrah, Sweepers, Sweepers

[Chorus: Jay5ive & YNC Traislime]
Quick draw, let me get in my zone, tell Trai put the phone down, they tapping the phones
I'm smoking that n*gga they left on his own, he play with my body, the glizzy get shown
Fire got me on dumb sh*t, smoking [?] dad, dumb b*tch, drop a pink I bring conflict
Heavy feet, know I run sh*t (n*gga know I run sh*t)
But I bet that he run when the gun click, I'm off a Addy, two Percs and I'm busting
Don't know if it's [?] or 3G's but it's punching, be gone off the 'Dotty, I think that I'm buggin'
Know I can roll up dead sh*t, pull a blunt out, roll up [Big Roll?] (I pull it out)
'Cause lil' frrt left with his di*k out, tryna nut, came through his back door (n*gga f*ckin' goofy)

[Verse: Jay5ive & YNC Traislime]
Why would you jump in the streets? You don't got a gun, n*gga, why would you lack for?
n*ggas was rappin' and all in the booth, I was outside with my gun tryna clap for
I was pushin' the [?], brrrt tryna pack some
It's overstood in the hood I'ma whack some
You can get in the car with a slimе, you smack some
Rollin' up dead opps soon as the pack comе
I'm in the back of the V with a handgun
She wanna f*ck 'cause she say that I'm handsome
Kidnap his brother and hold him for ransom
Can't be my b*tch if you can't keep your pants up
Freak b*tch, she model shaped like a dancer
Now she on my bop tryna eat my banana
I might nut on her face, got no chill, where's my manners
She f*ck with the opps, but tonight I'ma chance it
He trust me, got him took down
He sweet, I need it, move the f*ck 'round
I'm quick to slide, but not no playground
This a known fact, I don't play 'round
Know I can't go, got the blick in New York
Think I'm loafin', I'm clappin', see me in court
Headtap, this a sport
Ticket to hell with no airport (n*gga)
[Chorus: Jay5ive & YNC Traislime]
Quick draw, let me get in my zone, tell Trai put the phone down, they tapping the phones
I'm smoking that n*gga they left on his own, he play with my body, the glizzy get shown
Fire got me on dumb sh*t, smoking [?] dad, dumb b*tch, drop a pink I bring conflict
Heavy feet, know I run sh*t (n*gga know I run sh*t)
But I bet that he run when the gun click, I'm off a Addy, two Percs and I'm busting
Don't know if it's [?] or 3G's but it's punching, be gone off the 'Dotty, I think that I'm buggin'
Know I can roll up dead sh*t, pull a blunt out, roll up [Big Roll?] (I pull it out)
'Cause lil' frrt left with his di*k out, tryna nut, came through his back door (n*gga f*ckin' goofy)

[Outro: Jay5ive]
Don't got a gun, n*gga, why would you lack for?
Grrah, grrah, grrah