Deadz lyrics

[Produced by: Cardo]

[Intro: Migos]
You n*ggas in trouble (n*ggas in trouble)
You n*ggas in trouble (n*ggas in trouble, Cardo Got Wings)
You n*ggas in trouble (n*ggas in trouble)
You n*ggas in trouble (n*ggas in trouble)
You n*ggas in trouble (n*ggas in trouble)
You n*ggas in trouble (n*ggas in trouble)
You n*ggas in trouble (n*ggas in trouble)
You n*ggas in trouble (n*ggas in trouble)
You n*ggas in trouble (n*ggas in trouble)
You n*ggas in trouble (n*ggas in trouble)
You n*ggas in trouble (n*ggas in trouble)
You n*ggas in trouble (n*ggas in trouble)
You n*ggas in trouble (n*ggas in trouble)
You n*ggas in trouble

[Chorus: Quavo]
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
[Verse 1: Quavo]
Fresh out, outta the bed, count up the deads (Bow, bow)
We heard what you said, we heard what you said
If I wasn't trappin', I'd be wrappin' up them bundles (Trappin')
If I wasn't rappin', I'd be trappin' out the condos (Know I'm sayin')
No for real, no cap, my money long like anacondas (Know I'm sayin')
No forreal, no cap, I keep a sack like Sapp and 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)

[Refrain: Migos & Quavo]
You n*ggas in trouble (Uh), you n*ggas in trouble (Ayy)
No for real, no cap, my money long like anaconda (Uh)
You n*ggas in trouble, you n*ggas in trouble
You n*ggas in trouble (Oh), you n*ggas in trouble
If you think about runnin' with that then you in trouble
You n*ggas in trouble (Ooh), you n*ggas in trouble

[Chorus: Quavo & 2 Chainz]
Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh, count up the deads (Fresh out the bed)
Uh, ooh, fresh out the bed
Uh, ooh, count up the deads (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 (Yeah)
Uh, ooh, count up the deads (2 Chainz!)
[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
Gang bang, slang 'caine, heroin, 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 n*ggas 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!)

[Refrain: Migos & Quavo]
You n*ggas in trouble, you n*ggas in trouble
No for real, no cap, my money long like anaconda
You n*ggas in trouble, you n*ggas in trouble
You n*ggas in trouble, you n*ggas in trouble
If you think about runnin' with debt then you in trouble
You n*ggas in trouble, you n*ggas in trouble

[Chorus: Quavo]
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
[Verse 3: Takeoff]
Hop out the bed and I'm countin' them faces
I jump out the whip and them b*tches start faintin'
No 20s or 50s, just Benjamin Franklins
Block on lock, call me Kurt Angle
I keep the banger, my brother, my partner don't f*ck with no strangers, they tryna get famous
I put the hood on my back when these n*ggas couldn't do nothing but love it, but n*ggas still hated
No they ain't real but these n*ggas gon' fake it
If they got a problem, my n*ggas gon' straighten it
n*ggas debatin', they hatin', they plottin', they waitin'
They want my ice, tell 'em come take it
Have people tell me that I couldn't make it
Now I'm doin' shows outta state in the nations
My momma told me I gotta stay humble
But don't be too ready, you gotta have patience

[Verse 4: Offset]
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
b*tch, 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 n*ggas ain't gangsta

[Refrain: Migos & Quavo]
You n*ggas in trouble (Uh), you n*ggas in trouble (Ayy)
No for real, no cap, my money long like anaconda (Uh)
You n*ggas in trouble, you n*ggas in trouble
You n*ggas in trouble (Oh), you n*ggas in trouble
If you think about runnin' with debt then you in trouble
You n*ggas in trouble (Ooh), you n*ggas in trouble