Dead Man Walking lyrics

[Intro]
(Run that sh*t up, Nate)

[Chorus: Ralfy the Plug & NipscoGang Foreign]
I just need a b*tch to take me shoppin'
I put fifty on his head, that’s a dead man walkin'
Another pack in the air with some reising
b*tch, I don't get happy ’til I make a deposit
With that head you got, you should've went to college
Bro, this b*tch like a teacher how she givin' me knowledge
You had a Rollie last year but you pawned it
Brodie, they ain't f*ckin' with us, I'm just keepin' it honest

[Verse 1: Head Hancho & Good Finesse]
Ayy, these n*ggas my kids, they should be payin' me homage
He got a fake-ass Rollie, that sh*t sound like a time-bomb
This n*gga jewеlry lookin’ dirty, need to go get it polished
I seen your ass went brokе, now you goin’ to the pawn shop
Two b*tches with me, look like I'm in the Poly
I’m double cuppin', this b*tch takin' a molly
Huh, the pints had came, he brought that sh*t on the dolly
She came correct, I put her on autopilot

[Chorus: Ralfy the Plug & NipscoGang Foreign]
I just need a b*tch to take me shoppin'
I put fifty on his head, that’s a dead man walkin'
Another pack in the air with some reising
b*tch, I don't get happy 'til I make a deposit
With that head you got, you should've went to college
Bro, this b*tch like a teacher how she givin' me knowledge
You had a Rollie last year but you pawned it
Brodie, they ain't f*ckin' with us, I'm just keepin' it honest
[Verse 2: NipscoGang Foreign & Ralfy the Plug]
I gotta tell the truth when I'm in the booth
Diamonds in the bezel go all around like hula hoops
Chiefin' pulled up with a four, let's match a deuce
Bars goin' over n*ggas' heads like roofs
Real n*ggas winnin', b*tch, I'm the living proof
If you never told on a n*gga, I salute
Hell nah, you can't get in on this drank, who are you?
Gang and them, your bars ain't hittin', get out the booth
The Plug

[Chorus: Ralfy the Plug & NipscoGang Foreign]
I just need a b*tch to take me shoppin'
I put fifty on his head, that's a dead man walkin'
Another pack in the air with some reising
b*tch, I don't get happy 'til I make a deposit
With that head you got, you should've went to college
Bro, this b*tch like a teacher how she givin' me knowledge
You had a Rollie last year but you pawned it
Brodie, they ain't f*ckin' with us, I'm just keepin' it honest

[Verse 3: Head Hancho & Good Finesse]
Ayy
I washed the Percocet down with the Wocky
I drop bars, b*tch, I'm hot like some Takis
Blue tips if he thinkin' he Rocky
I'm thinkin' Lamb' 'cause I don't f*ck with the Masi'
My Indian plug came damn near lookin' like Ghazi
This b*tch wanna f*ck with me, you gotta make a deposit
I'm off a deuce and bro just threw back a Roxy
We downtown, penthouse at the Moxy
[Chorus: Ralfy the Plug & NipscoGang Foreign]
I just need a b*tch to take me shoppin'
I put fifty on his head, that's a dead man walkin'
Another pack in the air with some reising
b*tch, I don't get happy 'til I make a deposit
With that head you got, you should've went to college
Bro, this b*tch like a teacher how she givin' me knowledge
You had a Rollie last year but you pawned it
Brodie, they ain't f*ckin' with us, I'm just keepin' it honest