DEAD Way Home ft. Sap Tank & Skinny Dweeb Lyrics

Roll a blunt stay as high as duat

Do what I want niggas gon do what

Battle rap now they needing a ward

I know I'm the one I don't need an award

All my steppers ain't stopping for nun

Stepping on stones or your head just for fun

Stacking dough might go marry a nun

Them bitches too cold and kill like a gun

Bitch niggas throwing stones

Sap pick em up to go build his empire

Told Slay I ain't fuckin with whores

I'ma stick to my word till the day that I retire

Truly ain't fuckin with whores I gotta get doe I stay on my grind

Too black loadshading be blocking my shine

I'm preaching love yours but I gotta get mine

Gotta keep going one day at a time

These niggas be hitting my line they asking me questions and lying

I don't even know why they trying

Coming in pairs and they die as a pack

They make a new gun every time when I rap

Them fridges get full and in plastic I wrap

MCs and bitch niggas get tossed in the trap

Left my Gs at the spot now I gotta go back

Roll a blunt stay as high as duat

Do what I want niggas gon do what

Battle rap now they needing a ward

I know I'm the one I don't need an award

All my steppers ain't stopping for nun

Stepping on stones or your head just for fun

Stacking dough might go marry a nun

Them bitches too cold and kill like a gun

Roll a blunt stay as high as duat

Do what I want niggas gon do what

Battle rap now they needing a ward

I know I'm the one I don't need an award

All my steppers ain't stopping for nun

Stepping on stones or your head just for fun

Stacking dough might go marry a nun

Them bitches too cold and kill like a gun

Do what I wanna I ain't Never gon run

Got these haters on sight and you know it aint ayt

I might jus flip on em like we on dice

And you know it ain't nice when we bout to go fight

It's okay if they wanna pipe down

Buh me and my niqqas keep turning it up

We the realest and yall finner judge

Ahead

Ain't nobody be holding a grudge

That's why most of yall niqqas stuck

Ain't noway you can compete with us

Your bitch asking for pics, autographs and all of that shit

I ain't with it I guess

I go enter the booth with the best

Hell's kitchen got fire no rest

We go hard everyday you depressed

My nigga we finner get outta the trends

Roll a blunt stay as high as duat

Do what I want niggas gon do what

Battle rap now they needing a ward

Know I'm the one I don't need an award

All my steppers ain't stopping for nun

Stepping on stones or your head just for fun

Stacking dough might go marry a nun

Them bitches too cold and kill like a gun

Tabs on my homies need all of us rich

Can't deal with the boy if the homie a snitch

Fiddle get a stich

No time for em thoties I'm finna get rich

My eyes on the price and boy I never flinch

Pinch a bitch on the back tell her let's get the bag

Trapping and drilling Slayall never lack

I'm stepping and stepping move heat in the South

Lehippi don hit me said he got the pack

Got the pack

It's just the inception lil shordy a six

Can't make an exception, I'll be in the six

With the bars and the fashion

You peeping on Insta then you know the caption

Four seven for life ain't no bitching or capping

Your bitch get to clapping when Slaysall is rapping

Its bars in the section bitch niggas won't say

shit

I'm done with this rap shit

Roll a blunt ,stay as high as duat

Do what I want niggas gon do what

Battle rap now they needing a ward

I Know I'm the one I don't need an award

All my steppers ain't stopping for nun

Stepping on stones or your head just for fun

Stacking dough might go marry a nun

Them bitches too cold and kill like