Stay4Ever - Dead (feat. Tev3x) Lyrics

(I need to start making rap shit, I can't just keep on making sad type shit)
If my brother want him dead, then that lil' pussy bitch dead
If my choppa want his head, then that lil' pussy bitch dead
If he wanna see some red, then that lil' pussy bitch dead
If he wanna see his brains, then that lil' pussy bitch dead
Yeah, that lil' bitch dead (Dead)
Dead (Dead), dead (Dead), dead (Dead), dead (Dead), dead (Dead)
That lil' pussy bitch dead (Dead)
Dead (Dead), dead (Dead), dead (Dead), dead (Dead), dead (Dead)
That lil' pussy bitch
Purple in this white cup, bitch it look like Frieza
I might kill that pussy bitch and put him in the freezer
I got shawty twerking on my jeans, yeah she a teaser
I been stacking all this dough, and this cheese, make a pizza
He want a strap, he wanna fight, Ima throw cheap shots
I got my gang, I got my crew, you will get beat up
If I don't know you, I need a hundred for a feature
I got a gun, I got a strap, I got a heater
I was trending in my state, they just might make me the face
Got this shawty, she calling me daddy, bitch you not my bae
I got bitches on the west of me, just do what I say
Way I was f*cking that bitch, she call that shit horseplay
What you wanna do?
He can get hit with the fool
Pull up with that chop
Fu-Fu F*ck that, where is the glock?
Me and gang pull up with blicky's, we gone leave you dead
She might not wanna bend over, but she gone give that head
If my brother want him dead, then that lil' pussy bitch dead
If my choppa want his head, then that lil' pussy bitch dead
If he wanna see some red, then that lil' pussy bitch dead
If he wanna see his brains, then that lil' pussy bitch dead
Yeah, that lil' bitch dead (Dead)
Dead (Dead), dead (Dead), dead (Dead), dead (Dead), dead (Dead)
That lil' pussy bitch dead (Dead)
Dead (Dead), dead (Dead), dead (Dead), dead (Dead), dead (Dead)
That lil' pussy bitch
Ice up on my nigga, bitch I'm dripping like a freeze cup
John Cena, I can't see ya
Shoot up that choppa with a beam, yeah
Yeah, I love my sneaky link, that bitch my favorite
She told me come over, but I'm busy counting paper
So I pass that hoe to Tev, or I pass that hoe to BZY
Yeah, that btch all in her feelings
'Cause she thinking that she need me (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
You gone go out sad
Rock and roll on racks
I'm selling Percs through a trap
I hit that lil' bitch from the back
Yeah, he dissing through a chat
So Ima diss him through a track
Okay, my Hellcat really fast
100 meters on that dash
Yeah, okay I'm off that greenie Perc
A young nigga might crash
That boy a bitch, you know he lag
Switch on that choppa, make him lag
If my brother want him dead, then that lil' pussy bitch dead
If my choppa want his head, then that lil' pussy bitch dead
If he wanna see some red, then that lil' pussy bitch dead
If he wanna see his brains, then that lil' pussy bitch dead
Yeah, that lil' bitch dead (Dead)
Dead (Dead), dead (Dead), dead (Dead), dead (Dead), dead (Dead)
That lil' pussy bitch dead (Dead)
Dead (Dead), dead (Dead), dead (Dead), dead (Dead), dead (Dead)
That lil' pussy bitch