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ydd maven & bu14 - death lyrics

[intro: ydd maven & prod.phantom+]
pow (phantom)
woah, yeah
i be out dripping all the time, i know what i’m saying

[verse 1: ydd maven]
pop out with a gun (a gun), n+gga, you’re the one (the one)
you’re the one, yeah, get a gun
i’ve been reacting (yeah, reacting), you ain’t acting (you ain’t acting)
fly it, yeah, it’s sp+ce, i get away
body back, don’t give me faith
yuh, you n+ggas fake
put my d+ck in your b+tch, now she coming ’round ‘n’ ’round (’round), she just tell me what she know (what she know)
when i spin that’s the time, that’s the time
that’s that fake sh+t (that’s that drake sh+t)
this that drake sh+t, uh (this that drake sh+t), call me c
i’m a real, i’m a real
whеn i spin (phantom), all the bullets go pow+pow+pow+pow+pow, n+gga die (n+gga diе)
n+gga die, uh+huh,
you’ll be dead like you next
call me durk ’cause i’m pulling with these n+ggas, they get hurt, they gon’ spin

[bridge: ydd maven & bu14]
yeah, that sh+t was hard
shout+out my n+gga bu14
gang (what they else, spin that sh+t, get back)
yeah (yeah, we gotta k!ll all these n+ggas)
gang (spin that sh+t back for me one time, ayy!)
[verse 2: bu14]
i just popped a xan, like 6 hours ‘fore i land
i might touchdown in j+pan, eat hibachi, chop it up with fans
i don’t need the fame, its the money to the gang
i’ma cop my mom a range, bring my dog back from the pen
i’ve been trapping out the whip,
i don’t pull up with the gang unless we talking bouta band
hang out the window with my bl!cky, i’ma run up on yo friend
b+tch don’t talk to me without your money ready, you can check the ‘gram
why you wanna head out from me when you couldn’t front the gram
b+tch, i’m in my zone, i’m in that mode and i just got a band

told b+tch, “don’t hit my line if you ain’t talking ’bout a couple bands”
brodie got the draco, that sh+t came in from afghan
and feds be watching my ‘gram, tryna throw me in the pen
they want me dead, they want me dead
they want me dead, they want me dead (they want me dead, they want me dead)

[outro: ydd maven]
death come, i’ma k!ll all these n+ggas
k!ll all these n+ggas, no+no, i’ll k!ll all these n+ggas
dead n+ggas, yeah+yeah, i k!ll all these n+ggas
dead n+ggas, dead n+ggas, uh
bang, you gon’ die (you gon’ die), you gon’ die (you gon’ die)
you gon’ die, it’s your time, you gon’ die (you gon’ die)
you gon’ die (you gon’ die), it’s your time, you gon’ die, you gon’ die, n+gga, really you gon’ die (yeah!) (phantom)
bang, bang, you gon’ die (you gon’ die)
woah, woah, ’cause you gon’ die (you gon’ die)
yeah, yeah, ’cause you gon’ die (you gon’ die)
pop the tec, lil’ n+gga, you gon’ die

- ydd maven bu14 lyrics

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