Dead Guys lyrics

[Intro: WizDaWizard]
Ayy, Yurda Gang, Murder Gang
Ayy, Yurda Gang, Murder Gang
Bah, bah, bah-bah, trust me
CeeJay, what they do, n*gga? Trust me

[Chorus: SCY Jimm]
Snuck the stick inside the club, I got them scared now (Ayy)
I was broke a while ago, but that sh*t dead now (But that sh*t dead)
I'm smoking Blue Dream, but I got red eyes
Young n*gga sh*t, I keep a pocket full of dead guys (Glaow, glaow)
I got this sh*t up out the dirt, n*gga (Ayy, come on)
Wanna get down with the gang? You gotta put in work, n*gga (Ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah)
Glock with a di*k, but it's a b*tch, how it twerk, n*gga (Yeah)
I drop a bag, lil' bruh gon' take you off this earth, n*gga (Glaow, ayy, glaow, ayy), yeah (ayy)

[Verse 1: SCY Jimm]
Ayy, Ruger-5.7 (Huh?), I still don't f*ck with 12, ayy (Nah)
Ballin' like LeBron, but I catch plays like I'm Odell, uh (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
They know they f*ckеd up showing me how to use that scale, ayy (Ayy, ayy, comе on, man)
It's gon' rain bullets when they let Sammy out of jail (Glaow, glaow, glaow)
They said I couldn't, b*tch, I did it (b*tch, I did it)
Picture me at the top with hella racks and Glocks with switches (Ayy, ayy)
All these n*ggas hoes, won't catch me hangin' 'round no b*tches
You ain't gettin' no money, n*gga, keep me out your mention (Ayy, ayy, yeah, I did that)
I'm a felon, still'll bust a n*gga melon, keep that stick with me (Glaow, glaow, yeah)
Come buy half a brick, I'll show you how to make a quick fifty Same hoes ain't want me when I was broke be tryna get with me (Ayy, ayy, unh-uh)
Knowin' she be f*cking with the opps, can't let this b*tch get me (Ayy, ayy, ayy, come on, man)
[Chorus: SCY Jimm]
Snuck the stick inside the club, I got them scared now (Glaow)
I was broke a while ago, but that sh*t dead now (That sh*t dead)
I'm smoking Blue Dream, but I got red eyes
Young n*gga sh*t, I keep a pocket full of dead guys (Glaow, glaow)
I got this sh*t up out the dirt, n*gga (Ayy, come on)
Wanna get down with the gang? You gotta put in work, n*gga (Yeah)
Glock with a di*k, but it's a b*tch, how it twerk, n*gga (Glaow)
I drop a bag, lil' bruh gon' take you off this earth, n*gga

[Verse 2: WizDaWizard]
Yeah, lil' bro gon' take you off this earth, n*gga (Try it)
Fifty with a switch, we put n*ggas on shirts, n*ggas (Bah, bah)
Hit his block, Double M gang, you know we dirt n*ggas (On God)
You ever felt that lead before? Yeah, that sh*t hurt, n*gga, yeah (Trust me)
We screamin' "Yurda" when we swang through (Yurda)
Ain't got no pics, you send a diss, you know we comin' through (Bah, bah)
We pull up back to back, creepin', lettin' that chopper loose (Come here)
I'm tryna do a n*gga filthy, put 'em on the news (Channel 10)
Shots rang, that mean another n*gga caught the blues (On God)
We dropped his ass, now it's blood stains on my shoes (Yurda Gang)
A n*gga face gone, that Double M gang came through (Yurda Gang)
A n*gga face gone, that Double M gang came through (Bah)
Trust me, murder

[Chorus: SCY Jimm]
Snuck the stick inside the club, I got them scared now (Glaow)
I was broke a while ago, but that sh*t dead now (That sh*t dead)
I'm smoking Blue Dream, but I got red eyes
Young n*gga sh*t, I keep a pocket full of dead guys (Glaow, glaow)
I got this sh*t up out the dirt, n*gga (Ayy, come on)
Wanna get down with the gang? You gotta put in work, n*gga (Yeah)
Glock with a di*k, but it's a b*tch, how it twerk, n*gga (Glaow)
I drop a bag, lil' bruh gon' take you off this earth, n*gga