Dead man tryna run me up some dead bands
You dead man, ai aiming at your headband
Niggas keep on dissing on my cousin up the lead then
When a nigga die, they get to running to the feds, then
Left they ass shocked when they pronounced him as a dead man
Mama told me, stop, don't be talking bout that dead man
I'm headed to the top, a lot of shit just on my head, man
I'm running to the guap, mm-hmm, just want them dead bands
If I slip tonight, they might just put one in my head, then
Before I go out like a ho, throw me in the damn pen
Them niggas yelling check the score, ain't put shit on the f*ckin score
Catch him then he gotta go, for smoking people he don't know
Gang, gang, gotta survive this life shit ain't no ho
Go to Woody, buy some dope, I'm sipping green, I'm moving slow
Bitch, lil' bro don't play me, you know I'ma blow
Bitch, gon' leave you brainless tryna make a show
Dead man tryna run me up some dead bands
You dead man, ai aiming at your headband
Niggas keep on dissing on my cousin up the lead, then
When a nigga die, they get to running to the feds, then
Left they ass shocked when they pronounced him as a dead man
Mama told me stop, don't be talking bout that dead man
I'm headed to the top, a lot of shit just on my head, man
I'm running to the guap, mm-hmm, just want a dead man
Dead dock, dead opp, rolling all these dead opps
Tryna catch a nigga, mm, I'm on his ass now
Chop season, so you know them chop sticks at his head now
Duck and dodging, fed now, we don't stop at red lights
Scope, got a red sight, I'll get a nigga ass gone
By the same night, I'll sell a nigga whole thing
If the price right, keep a couple hundreds in my pocket
That's just some light, if a nigga flex on you
Make sure you got that check right, a bitch will f*ck your partner
Just to get at you, that's just life, I be in the field
Catching plays like I'm just rice, I be in the streets
All day, just play your cards right
Dead Man tryna run me up some dead bands
You dead, man, ai aiming at your headband
Niggas keep on dissing on my cousin up the lead then
When a nigga die, they get to running to the feds then
Left they ass shocked when they pronounced him as a dead man
Mama told me stop, don't be talking bout that dead man
I'm headed to the top, a lot of shit just on my head, man
I'm running to the guap, mm-hmm, just want them dead bands
Oto Qt - Dead Man (feat. Atmm Woody) [Radio Edit] Lyrics
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Dead man tryna run me up some dead bands
You dead man, ai aiming at your headband
Niggas keep on dissing on my cousin up the lead then
When a nigga die, they get to running to the feds, then
Left they ass shocked when they pronounced him as a dead man
Mama told me, stop, don't be talking bout that dead man
I'm headed to the top, a lot of shit just on my head, man
I'm running to the guap, mm-hmm, just want them dead bands
If I slip tonight, they might just put one in my head, then
Before I go out like a ho, throw me in the damn pen
Them niggas yelling check the score, ain't put shit on the f*ckin score
Catch him then he gotta go, for smoking people he don't know
Gang, gang, gotta survive this life shit ain't no ho
Go to Woody, buy some dope, I'm sipping green, I'm moving slow
Bitch, lil' bro don't play me, you know I'ma blow
Bitch, gon' leave you brainless tryna make a show
Dead man tryna run me up some dead bands
You dead man, ai aiming at your headband
Niggas keep on dissing on my cousin up the lead, then
When a nigga die, they get to running to the feds, then
Left they ass shocked when they pronounced him as a dead man
Mama told me stop, don't be talking bout that dead man
I'm headed to the top, a lot of shit just on my head, man
I'm running to the guap, mm-hmm, just want a dead man
Dead dock, dead opp, rolling all these dead opps
Tryna catch a nigga, mm, I'm on his ass now
Chop season, so you know them chop sticks at his head now
Duck and dodging, fed now, we don't stop at red lights
Scope, got a red sight, I'll get a nigga ass gone
By the same night, I'll sell a nigga whole thing
If the price right, keep a couple hundreds in my pocket
That's just some light, if a nigga flex on you
Make sure you got that check right, a bitch will f*ck your partner
Just to get at you, that's just life, I be in the field
Catching plays like I'm just rice, I be in the streets
All day, just play your cards right
Dead Man tryna run me up some dead bands
You dead, man, ai aiming at your headband
Niggas keep on dissing on my cousin up the lead then
When a nigga die, they get to running to the feds then
Left they ass shocked when they pronounced him as a dead man
Mama told me stop, don't be talking bout that dead man
I'm headed to the top, a lot of shit just on my head, man
I'm running to the guap, mm-hmm, just want them dead bands
You dead man, ai aiming at your headband
Niggas keep on dissing on my cousin up the lead then
When a nigga die, they get to running to the feds, then
Left they ass shocked when they pronounced him as a dead man
Mama told me, stop, don't be talking bout that dead man
I'm headed to the top, a lot of shit just on my head, man
I'm running to the guap, mm-hmm, just want them dead bands
If I slip tonight, they might just put one in my head, then
Before I go out like a ho, throw me in the damn pen
Them niggas yelling check the score, ain't put shit on the f*ckin score
Catch him then he gotta go, for smoking people he don't know
Gang, gang, gotta survive this life shit ain't no ho
Go to Woody, buy some dope, I'm sipping green, I'm moving slow
Bitch, lil' bro don't play me, you know I'ma blow
Bitch, gon' leave you brainless tryna make a show
Dead man tryna run me up some dead bands
You dead man, ai aiming at your headband
Niggas keep on dissing on my cousin up the lead, then
When a nigga die, they get to running to the feds, then
Left they ass shocked when they pronounced him as a dead man
Mama told me stop, don't be talking bout that dead man
I'm headed to the top, a lot of shit just on my head, man
I'm running to the guap, mm-hmm, just want a dead man
Dead dock, dead opp, rolling all these dead opps
Tryna catch a nigga, mm, I'm on his ass now
Chop season, so you know them chop sticks at his head now
Duck and dodging, fed now, we don't stop at red lights
Scope, got a red sight, I'll get a nigga ass gone
By the same night, I'll sell a nigga whole thing
If the price right, keep a couple hundreds in my pocket
That's just some light, if a nigga flex on you
Make sure you got that check right, a bitch will f*ck your partner
Just to get at you, that's just life, I be in the field
Catching plays like I'm just rice, I be in the streets
All day, just play your cards right
Dead Man tryna run me up some dead bands
You dead, man, ai aiming at your headband
Niggas keep on dissing on my cousin up the lead then
When a nigga die, they get to running to the feds then
Left they ass shocked when they pronounced him as a dead man
Mama told me stop, don't be talking bout that dead man
I'm headed to the top, a lot of shit just on my head, man
I'm running to the guap, mm-hmm, just want them dead bands
Writer: Quontaye Glover, Demarkis Hammonds
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid