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1mere - dead man lyrics

[intro]
go, big go sh+t, you know what the f+ck goin’ on
i still, i still for—
go, go, go, go
go, go, go, go

[verse]
i still will k!ll for the guys, ain’t sh+t they can offer me to not go slide (slide)
in that v ridin’ dirty, smokin’ on five guys (five guys)
why my opps on ot? they sayin’ they slidin’, they lyin’ (cap)
n+ggas out cali’ smokin’ bumfeet instead of slidin’ (bumfeet)
n+ggas droppin’ every week, don’t get back for the guys (guys)
when i catch what’s his name, i’ma do him the worst way (worst way)
know a opp who died right before his birthday (birthday)
hundo got cooked, i told my b+tch to come smoke with me (smoke with me)
hop right out that v, them campers hit him with a whole wicket
cck will dunk your taco while you in the bitty
could’ve got him myself but i told lil sko to hit him with me (get him with me)
d1, he get that drop then he on that (go)
we put arp’s on your bald cap (bald cap)
we ain’t singlin’ out opps, they get all clapped (all clapped)
how what’s his name got hit? who put that call and i called that
put that b+tton on his, watch a fat n+gga fall flat
took the guys from me, i ain’t been the same since
drop four of they n+ggas, show ’em how that pain hit (hit)
n+gga shot at a video, tell him that ain’t sh+t (ain’t sh+t, n+gga)
we really put n+ggas up, five n+ggas got bl!cked
they know about that booka sh+t, go ahead and lie sayin’ we ain’t bent (booka sh+t)
when i lost my homie, i hop right behind that tent
i know one opp who can’t never use his arm again (sh+t)
this a g+19 with a b+tton, get bent
i go right through the 9th tryna get this sh+t lit
same n+ggas sayin’ they chaser, we be f+ckin’ on they b+tch
we be f+ckin’ on they thots, bro hit a chaser with that glock (hit a chaser with that glock)
we hit a chaser with that switch
go, go, go
i like sippin’ on wock’
i keep spinnin’ that block lookin’ for yak
ain’t n0body out there i’m hot
if i see a f+ckin’ chaser, i’ma clap him up, watch
they say, “who doin’ that k!llin’?”, cck do a lot
left a n+gga on the steps, man, the bros won’t stop
we hit n+ggas with switches, n+ggas know we don’t box
hot ass boots in them streets and your homies just to watch
got cooked bustin’ traps, how the f+ck you bustin’ dots?
when them campers go campin’, they be sittin’ on your spot
man, them opps ain’t k!lled n0body, all them n+ggas they popped
them opps ain’t k!lled n0body, all them n+ggas they shot

- 1mere lyrics

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