Talk to the Dead lyrics

[Chorus]
Tell this b*tch quit callin' my phone
Boy, I got a big ass Glock in my jeans if he f*ck wit' me
Just like my freestyle, off with his dome, off with his head
f*ck n*gga talkin' 'bout some he in his zone, now he all in the red
Only talk with the led, f*ck all that yappin'
A n*gga get wacked, he can talk to the dead
Boy, my n*ggas'll shred

[Verse]
Foenem shoot this b*tch up and then leave like a deadbeat
Ain't no callin' no truce boy, you in this sh*t waist deep
Muthaf*ck by the arm boy, this sh*t in my waist reach
With a scope right in front of yo' ass just like, "Say cheese"
Ridin' with the ARP with 223's in it, make a b*tch n*gga take these
You know that b*tch don't skatе, but she leavin' with scraped knees
Whеn I had scraped off the piece, they tried to investigate me
LVPD pull me over, we out shooting that video for "Carmelo"
My brodie too real, he tried takin' the charge, let 'em go, they still took me to jail though
And that's when I still was on papers, I coulda been out way quicker, I ain't have no bail though
And it ain't none good 'bout that sh*t, but I never read more books than I did in that cell though
Why a n*gga just sit in that b*tch, and you can look, see the whole world through a small ass window?
Man these n*ggas don't really be on sh*t
And shout out my n*gga up in 5B beat up the CO
I seen a f*ckboy get stretched for thinkin' he Deebo
The boy get stepped on, I be with them steppers like Memo
Score on a peon ass n*gga with the Evo
Now they tryna find 'em like the f*ckin' remote
Just find Off-White bottoms sitting in the street though, with a BB Simon belt wrapped 'round his throat
Yeah these n*ggas be droppin' the ball, I don't choke
Tell yo' b*tch get my balls out her mouth, she chokin'
[Chorus]
Tell this b*tch quit callin' my phone
Boy, I got a big ass Glock in my jeans if he f*ck wit' me
Just like my freestyle, off with his dome, off with his head
f*ck n*gga talkin' 'bout some he in his zone, now he all in the red
Only talk with the led, f*ck all that yappin'
A n*gga get wacked, he can talk to the dead
Boy, my n*ggas'll shred