Dead N***** lyrics

[Intro]:
"duhtee on the beat"

"COUPE"

[Chorus]
I get busy with that Glock 19 them {?}
Im smokin rapper so this rapper weed (they comin' up)
n*gga talk that sh*t like they was bout' it they ain't done enough
n*gga talk that sh*t like he be shootin' he ain't shootin' none
One on ones I get em' stomped, two on two's I get em slumped
Drac's on drac's we spin his block until he dead and in the dirt
Dead n*ggas all I smoke is dead n*ggas, dead n*ggas all I smoke is Dead n*ggas

[Verse 1]
n*ggas twitter poppin' five months later turned em' to a pack
Don't IG pop I'll get you whacked my opps bе broke and that's a fact
His bio full of dead n*ggas I'm the killa'
I bе wit' them apes [?} we some real hittas' (beat his ass)
Free my youngins' they go crazy back from the dead like Terminator
This drac' ain't got no f*ckin' safety, he doubled back I think he fakin'
(BOW BOW BOW)
He's a dead n*gga, I'm the n*gga they send when it's money on yo head n*gga (BABYDRILL)
f*ck the drac' slide me the glizzy, slide it over [?}
I'm in that cutter make you [?] while they out here sayin' they looking for me
I coulda slat yo' whole family n*gga they told me stop bein' a big bully
But when I get inside that mode they ain't f*ckin' wit me
[Chorus]
I get busy with that Glock 19 them {?}
Im smokin rapper so this rapper weed (they comin' up)
n*gga talk that sh*t like they was bout' it they ain't done enough
n*gga talk that sh*t like he be shootin' he ain't shootin' none
One on ones I get em' stomped, two on two's I get em slumped
Drac's on drac's we spin his block until he dead and in the dirt
Dead n*ggas all I smoke is dead n*ggas, dead n*ggas all I smoke is Dead n*ggas

[Verse 2]
Name I time I went I bet I went (boy you can't b*tch)
Dont beef bout' no b*tch that's ours (I jus' can't b*tch)
n*ggas scared of me inside my hood they know BabyDrill [?] since a youngin' used to take sh*t
Now i'm on love to quake sh*t
If earthquake was a person it'd be me cause I be shakin' blocks
Me and my gun be f*ckin' all day when it's time to bust she bust at a opp like
(Gun noises) that b*tch ain't stop like
(knock knock knock) that b*tch gon' knock
b*tch I caught some mo' that's double digits
Can't do the math im really drillin'
n*ggas out here mad I f*cked his b*tch lil' boy get out yo' feelings
Fore' I f*ck her get nut on yo pillow make you sleep in it
I'm talm bout raw n*gga beat her back n' then get in her jaws n*gga
Don't compare me to them other n*ggas them lil' n*ggas soft