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deddreamer – exploded lyrics

[part i]

[intro: deddreamer]
yeah, yeah, yeah!
thank you, andrew

[verse 1: defnotbio]
didn’t you know that i was the loaded gun? when i murder
flip the script, that’s red rum, no 808, my choppa boomin’
got a drum, i fix imposters when i leave him slumped
don’t care where you’re from, i roll up on ‘em, k!ll your b+tch ass, then i’m actin’ dumb
i’m shootin’ you p+ssies, no p+rno, he gon’ get a coffin, no sore throat, i’ll come, then i’m bussin’ no h0m+, straight to the unknown, if they pass me the torch, you gettin’ scorched
i been on that sh+t, banana clips, i ain’t talkin’ george, i put that heat on the beat, pistol whip
knockin’ him down if he trip, my .40 cal’ wet ’em up, it ain’t milk that he sip

[verse 2: deddreamer]
b+tch, i know i am g.o.a.t.еd, me and def
we got thе guns loaded, me and jaden got your plan decoded
i’m boomin’ some b+tches like metro, you know they exploded
he feedin’ on my bullets, eatin’ good like he bloated, muh’f+cker, uh
like a flame, i come with that heat, no travis, make ‘em get goosebumps
when i’m on the beat, come with a bad b+tch, we the two guns
me and def be wreaking havoc, give ‘em illusions
like zack, b+tch, me, put you in a casket, your execution
they ridin’ my wave, i call ‘em a durag, it ain’t safe, this is the gulag
i’m chasin’ a bag, f+ck it, i’m goin’ for two bags
i know muh’f+ckers that was sellin’ that sh+t out they schoolbags, he talkin’ sh+t
but he know he a douchebag, my flow, b+tch, that’s what you lack (huh)
i make the fool pay back, but b+tch, i’m not yung jade, he got two bandos, but only got one paid
i’m in yo’ city, b+tch, we gon’ run raids, i’m still with god
he wasn’t once saved, when we in this city, b+tch
ain’t no one safe, they will look up to me, one day (diizii!)
[part ii]

[interlude: deddreamer]
b+tch, i got that heat
i got that muh’f+ckin’ heat
like i’m bakugo
b+tch, diizii, ah!

[verse 3: yung jade]
i ain’t really want it, he ain’t really on it, that gucci bag, i might cop it
i got the machine gun on me like i’m kelly
i’m always strapped up, you know i keep that on me
ask how much i got, i say, “plenty,” like jason, i got the machete (ayy!)

[chorus: yung jade]
uh, like i’m bin laden, i’m gonna explode, uh
ayy, i got the heat like i’m bakugo, uh
ayy, all these b+tches on my d+ck, i might go, uh
ayy, i’m goin’ too fast like sonic
[verse 4: deddreamer]
yeah, my d+ck? she want it, your b+tch? well, she not it, my b+tch? yeah, she naughty, jealousy?
they got it, pistol? yeah, he shot it, beef? we never squash it
come at me? look beyond it, he lackin’, yeah, i caught it
too much ice on these rings, feel like sonic, yeah, i got it
ch+ch, ah+ah, b+tch, i feel like jason
when i’m around these p+ssies, you know, i have them hearts racin’
i feel like a demon, i got some h+rns like a ram, see? no mason
we got nothing in common, so we ain’t adjacent

[bridge: deddreamer]
you know you done f+cked up
but, b+tch, you know my luck up
i’m with yo’ broad, my d+ck she gon’ suck up
my phone she done rung up, she all on me, yeah

[outro: yung jade]
(sonic, sonic, sonic, sonic, sonic, sonic, sonic, sonic)

- deddreamer lyrics

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