DO NOT RESUSCITATE lyrics

by

83HADES


Yeah, aye
Yeah, aye, yeah, look

[VERSE 1: Kamiyada+]
I’ve been juggin so hard I can’t think
I was good at sussing n*ggas out like Kamiko
Smoking on punk rust, puffin flamingo
50AE crush your brain like a sinkhole
And your music don’t matter it’s fecal
Zippin through magazines, I get these cheat codes
Up it and stick it ain’t no need to reload
They know the sh*t that we doing illegal
How many labels you calling to repost
Shot my shot with the shot like a free throw
[?] with the gun like Carlito
Feel like I’m Tony Montana, my b*tch off the coke in a speedo
Naked women walkin round my Gazeebo
Ride round your block, I am Mike and you Tito
Suck like Mosquito
b*tch you the pus*y, [?]
You try to touch and she cut off your pee hole
You not crazy like me, I can’t f*ck with no weak hoе
Spit in her mouth so I’m easy to deepthroat
83 with me you know that hе keep poles
And he’s f*cking your b*tch on the D-low
I got money but I still need more
[?] I feel like I’m Neyo
Selling molly we just got the kilo
Soon as the pack land, we at the depot
In the event that it get intercepted, we got a chip in that hoe like casino
Done with the talking my n*gga, it is on sight
Now with Glocks in my life I would’ve did it all twice
I feel like Dasani we rocking bloody off-white
Me and eighty been doing all of the killing tonight
We like the perc for the pickin, Glock with extension, sexy when I load the clip in
Midnight went out like the fiend, blow what I need, that’s why we snatchin yo b*tch and
Offer herself up to me, she said we eat, I get to scrappin and lickin
I sold that b*tch soul to me, now she a freak, crib full of demonic women
(Who does he remind me, idk why.. but, whatever?)

[Verse 2: 83HADES]
They gon try p*ss me off they keep testin me
I be whippin up crack, it’s a recipe
If you let me escape there’s no catching me
f*ck yo dead homies I hope they don’t rest in peace
Whippin up crack b*tch I been had the recipe
Feeling like glimmerXP I give him the beat
Better not talk because you is not sh*t to me
Pull up the boys we gon turn him to history
I’m in her mouth like some mof*cking listerine
You try to rob me you gotta be kidding me
I hit the boy with the fye he disintegrate
I got the white in the yellow, that’s lemonade
I’m also with Kami that boy is a renegade
Born in a lobby with chopper, I let it spray
Blow out his brains we gon send him to heaven’s gate
I make him levitate, do not resuscitate
If he won’t talk then I tell bro to mitigate
I like to medicate, I like to estimate
I put a perc in my stomach and precolate
Here let me demonstrate
I press that gas, I accelerate
Hands on your neck and I choke you like
Tell me like, “Where you originate?”
“Who am I speaking to?”
I pull the chop now we both playin peekaboo
I’m with the static, I feel like I’m Pikachu
Once they find me, all your b*tches start leaving you
I told him pull up, I think he reluctant to
Shorty you best not say sh*t when I’m f*cking you
I’m brushed into him this sh*t get uncomfortable
Don’t give a f*ck I feel like I’m above the law
Don’t give a f*ck little b*tch I’m untouchable
Suck it! Woah!
Only 19 I’m on fire
That boy a liar
Sing to the feds like a choir
Sucking the blood out her pus*y, feel like vampire
I tote the heat cuz it’s dire
You copy me you’re inspired, hang round some spiders, think your career expired
Hunnid bands only 19, I’m on my team, f*ck around make em retire
Big ass AR 15, I got the heat, it is why I’m breathing fire
I’m putting coke in the leaves, it makes me tweak, lil bro wearing a wire
I’m selling work 24/7 I cannot get tired
I slap that b*tch with my di*k, Michael Myers
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