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yungeen ace & fastmoney goon - promote the dead lyrics

[intro: yungeen ace]
turn it down a lil’ bit more, just a lil’ bit, just turn it down a lil’ bit (ayy, just a lil’ bit)
yeah, right there (nah, f+ck that, i’m finna turn up, boy)
gang
yeah, uh, yeah (gang, gang, gang, gang)
oh, yeah, this sh+t in this cup right now (oh, yeah)
gang (gang), ayy, ayy
(nemii, this b+tch r+t+rded)

[chorus: yungeen ace]
who that is up over there? you know i’ll smoke his ass
if i’m laid up in your bushes, know your ass is grass
make a dead n+gga famous, i’li promote his ass
i ain’t gon’ diss too much on the net ’cause i’m gon’ show his ass
witness say it’s a black ford, that sh+t the wrong car
they said— shh inside this ‘wood, but that’s the wrong ‘gar
run a n+gga down, talkin’ ’bout ar
when i shoot, this make a loud sound, the bass drop
[verse 1: yungeen ace]
caught him lacking without a stick and he ain’t know what to do
i don’t give a f+ck he with his b+tch, n+gga, i’m gon’ still shoot (come here, b+tch, baow)
all the opps know i’m a k!ller, that’s why they all salute
n+ggas speak on 2x, but n+ggas died too (facts)

[verse 2: fastmoney goon & yungeen ace]
so many opps up in the air, so i don’t know who to smoke (i don’t know who to smoke)
i heard they did lil’ jumpout bad for thinking this sh+t a joke (i swear to god)
the draco or 23, i don’t know what to tote
let off shots, hit him in his throat, i make a p+ssy choke
i heard a n+gga said he gon’ dirt me, i ain’t never worried (never worried)
it’s a k!ller behind this whip, you can tell by the way it’s swerving (the way it skrrt)
i got his lo’, i just ain’t send it, he better thank me early

[verse 3: yungeen ace]
one day he talked, next day he was dead, i did that sh+t on purpose
i don’t feel comfortable around these b+tches, b+tches make me nervous
i be in and out that p+ssy, cumming in a hurry
ask my self, “did i do that?” i play like steve urkel
i buried this gun inside the dirt, it was used up in a murder (boom)

[chorus: yungeen ace]
who that is up over there? you know i’ll smoke his ass
if i’m laid up in your bushes, know your ass is grass
make a dead n+gga famous, i’li promote his ass
i ain’t gon’ diss too much on the net ’cause i’m gon’ show his ass
witness say it’s a black ford, that sh+t the wrong car
they said— shh inside this ‘wood, but that’s the wrong ‘gar
run a n+gga down, talkin’ ’bout ar
when i shoot, this make a loud sound, the bass drop
[verse 4: fastmoney goon]
these p+ssy n+ggas sending death threats (man, i just left out florida)
try again, i ain’t dead yet
since he keep on dissing, we gon’ hit him in his headset
put a b+tch to sleep, we ain’t gon’ put him on no bedrest

[verse 5: yungeen ace]
yeah, yeah, draco leaning, kickstand, yeah (kickstand)
i want ’em dead, quick band, yeah
n+ggas dying on what they sayin’, yeah
i want ’em dead and i ain’t playin’, yeah

[verse 6: fastmoney goon & yungeen ace]
he gettin’ a little clout right now, he runnin’ out of time (what?)
you know i’m standin’ up on business, i’ma die for mines (i’ma die for mines)
pull up where he hangin’ out and leave him flatline (grrah)
them loud shots, you hear ’em ring, you know them bullets flyin’
all these f+ck n+ggas confused, they do this sh+t for views
this ain’t no publicity stunt, b+tch, you gon’ make the news
now all these n+ggas come up missing, b+tch, don’t act confused
anybody that ride with you gon’ get it, yeah, you know the rules

[chorus: yungeen ace]
who that is up over there? you know i’ll smoke his ass
if i’m laid up in your bushes, know your ass is grass
make a dead n+gga famous, i’li promote his ass
i ain’t gon’ diss too much on the net ’cause i’m gon’ show his ass
witness say it’s a black ford, that sh+t the wrong car
they said— shh inside this ‘wood, but that’s the wrong ‘gar
run a n+gga down, talkin’ ’bout ar
when i shoot, this make a loud sound, the bass drop
[outro: fastmoney goon]
bass drop
n+ggas know what the f+ck goin’ on with that

- yungeen ace fastmoney goon lyrics

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