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deddreamer - mask off (remix) lyrics

[intro]
what now, motherf+cker? what now, dawg?
another remix? another one? yeah
mask off, motherf+cker, mask off
ded rec’!

[verse 1]
the way i rap, it’s like i’m off the perc’s and molly, percocets for the gang
out the ghetto, in a whip, b+tch, we the new domain
they bumpin’ when i make it, b+tches been goin’ insane
my b+tch good lookin’, dawg, now she want my last name
yeah, another remix, i’m a demon, any single motherf+cker comin’ for me dreamin’
they wish they could be me, they wanna see me, but they don’t know the motherf+ckin’ meanin’
b+tch, i’m walkin’ all over this beat like it’s a f+ckin’ camino
you ain’t even know i’m makin’ a bet with b+tches, like casinos
when i f+ck my b+tch, i make her hit the c+note
ayy, i’m gettin’ that green, dawg, like i’m ceelo
get that green, like the lotto, i’m always strong like zack’s motto
i go nsayn like garrett otto, i got that ‘matic like an auto
she belong to the streets, stay in her lane like tory
on my clip extension, play that like kenshin, cory
he gon’ get a taste of this toolie, play me
like you ain’t a fooly? unload the f+ckin’ toolie
your b+tch built like kim k, so i ray j in yo’ zone
one day all these little b+tches will just be my d+mn clones
i pull up to yo’ crib, now there’s an ak in yo’ home
now the gang celebrate, brackin’ styrofoam (yeet!)
[chorus]
percocets, molly, percocets
percocets, molly, percocets
rep the set, gotta rep the set
chase a check, never chase a b+tch
mask on, f+ck it, mask off
mask on, f+ck it, mask off
percocets, molly, percocets
chase a check, never chase a b+tch

[verse 2]
man, started from the bottom, risin’ up like dough
one day, i’ll be makin’ dough, boy, hundred shooters, oh, boy, uh
hunnid shooters in my crib, they ain’t faded
you gon’ get that uzi to yo’ brains if you keep ‘em waitin’, uh
take a mask off, no more covid, these dudes ain’t even know it
go long, like a f+ckin’ football when you throw it
my clip like fifty+two, it gives you many issues
wipe his nose, ayy, but that b+tch ain’t need a tissue
more time for me, but all time for you?
say, no time for b+tches, k!ll all my time, too
on my mama, i ain’t f+ckin’ with them fake b+tches
send you to the light, i ain’t talkin’ switches
my fine ass b+tch be poppin’ titties, f+ckin’ weed has got ‘em litty
k!lled on public in my city, my boy, trust me, that ain’t pretty
bloodas red, but they ain’t trippie, she so freaky, slip a nippy
faucet jealous, i’m so drippy, bad b+tch come from mississippi, ayy!
all my outfits just be so fly, preach to god, don’t use that, “oh, my”
ridin’ my wave like it’s soulfly, all my homies just be so high
they don’t listen, gotta make ‘em, fixin’ up, i gotta break ‘em
all these clones, but who done made them? the way i rap, it’s like i take ‘em perky’s
[chorus]
percocets, molly, percocets
percocets, molly, percocets
rep the set, gotta rep the set
chase a check, never chase a b+tch
mask on, f+ck it, mask off
mask on, f+ck it, mask off
percocets, molly, percocets
chase a check, never chase a b+tch

[outro]
mask on, f+ck it, mask off
mask on, f+ck it, mask off

- deddreamer lyrics

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