Everything Dead lyrics

[Intro: 150 Wiz x COE Wiki]
Grrah boom
150 sh*t
Grrrrrr
150 shots from a 150 member n*gga
Grrah
Grrah
Grrah, grrah, grrah boom
Grrah
Grrah
Grrah, grrah, grrah boom

[Chorus: 150 Wiz]
Every time that we slide make a mess
On a bike I’m just lookin’ for rec like
Hoodie on, mask on, full Nike tech
Talkin’ on deads, now it’s everythin’ dead
.40 so loud sh*t got me feelin’
Like, I be feelin’ like knockin’ off heads
PSA b*tch we [?]
Like f*ck that, tryna catch them in they jects like

[Verse One: 150 Wiz]
I ain’t even gon’ play in the spot
Like, shoot up the function if he Drilly Bop
[?] add a k and get dropped
Duck your top, I thought they had unlimited shots?
They like why you be buggin’ and sh*t?
Likе, why they be runnin’ and sh*t?
They took off whеn we didn’t even click
b*tch it’s big C.O.E, just my Lz and my Rips like
[Verse Two: 150 Wiz]
Come through, don’t panic
Don’t be scared cause they never do sh*t
We act bad, hop out, start sprayin’ and sh*t
Tell bro roll down the tints tryna hang out the whip
Tryna do ‘em like, Rick
Catch ‘em right in the lobby and do ‘em like Mitch
We them n*ggas that do what they rap ‘bout
sh*t make a move so I go back out the blick like

[Verse Four: COE Wiki]
If we roll on a opp, don’t trip
Like b*tch if I throw, won’t miss
56 where I stay, feel a way, take a trip
If he look at me twice, get to bangin’ and sh*t
n*gga that’s how I’m feelin’
C.O.E, that sh*t know that we different
When Villy got shot wasn’t done with the spinnin’
He stopped at the light, n*gga lucky we missed him

[Verse Five: COE Wiki]
C.O.E, I can’t f*ck with no other
You better start throwin’, ain’t no takin’ cover
She the line, b*tch I’m shootin’ it under
And he catch a shot like don’t think you got one up
Cause he don’t
On a pedal just waitin’ to throw
Get a hot one for thinkin’ he bold
We on 150 sh*t, [?] wipin’ his nose like like
[Chorus: 150 Wiz]
Every time that we slide make a mess
On a bike I’m just lookin’ for rec like
Hoodie on, mask on, full Nike tech
Talkin’ on deads, now it’s everythin’ dead
.40 so loud sh*t got me feelin’
Like, I be feelin’ like knockin’ off heads
PSA b*tch we [?]
Like f*ck that, tryna catch them in they jects

Every time that we slide make a mess
On a bike I’m just lookin’ for rec like
Hoodie on, mask on, full Nike tech
Talkin’ on deads, now it’s everythin’ dead
.40 so loud sh*t got me feelin’
Like, I be feelin’ like knockin’ off heads
PSA b*tch we [?]
Like f*ck that, tryna catch them in they jects like