Bring Out The Dead ft. Lucky The Strange Boy Lyrics

Aye okay

They really thought I was done with this shit

Nah

Motherfucker we back

Run the clip

Bag it up she bring a brick

Then I sniff four lines then I'm hitting it from the back

Bitch I'm living in the trap

Got set up

But I still spinbacked

Nigga you can't stop me nigga's trying to mock me

Get a beating for your disrespect

Fuck these hoes they ain't my friend

Don't trust nobody all I talk about it with myself

Don't call me crazy I'm just humble by the belt

Fucked your bitch in my room cause her shit was a carousel

Popping these pills bitch now I'm in a jail cell

But first day out then I went go bake

Went to a party this wasn't my first time getting laid

That shit was the best her sessions was the best

three hits of that 420 then I'm in my nest

Story teller but you can't disrespect

Fucking a bitch then I felt on her breast

Pull out this shit then I'm pulling out the glock

.19 then I shoot it to yo head

Nigga's cannot talk to me when I'm smoking my weed

Bitch I'm laying on my bed this ain't no death bed

Funeral next week bitch you better come visit

Flip a thousand from a hundred that shit groovy

You said you tough you think im bluffing come and prove it

My blicky shine like Jimmy choo's I cannot lose it

I picky blind I'm at yo spot this not a movie

Watch out pussy when im off the tussing

Sucka nigga and the seven groupies

Less issues when the money coming

Let's blast ninjas leaking all around me

Meth crystals turning into rubies in my pockets magic

Baby Now You See Me

Smoke magic call me Harry Houdini Take young Lucky and you coming with me