Drop Dead lyrics

by

Hella Savage


What? What?
Blood is leakin down my face and I do not know what to do
Flexin 46 Charlotte looking onto my Hornet shoes
Gonna blast and shoot some hoes and let their bodies flow like goo
Slit my wrist well maybe later right now it’s some of that boobs

Everything is getting greener, marijuana
If there was a scale I’m green as an iguana
Weed is in my life and I don’t need some f*ckin drama
Sending hoes my di*k as long as they is not my mama

Lose ya head, see some red, watch ya body droppin dead
Every day, I believe, everything of yours will spread
Body bleedin feelin greedy now it’s well said
You will live inside a darkness and not wake inside a bed

Lose ya head, see some red, watch ya body droppin dead
Every day, I believe, everything of yours will spread
Body bleedin feelin greedy now it’s well said
You will live inside a darkness and not wake inside a bed
(Ayy, ayy, Wexx)

I got that money bow to the b*tch with a f*cking as*h*le b*tch (Yeah)
If you drum up b*tch n*gga, you will rest in peace, yeah
I got 37, yeah, I use this, yeah, lil' b*tch
And I got too many guns in my store, I was west in peace
I killed my snitch, she tellin' me she Bang lil' b*tch, just bounce on my D
She bouncin my di*k, she in love with me
If she gonna do it, call my di*k
Ginna charge a week, I shoot a n*gga
Two guns, n*gga, f*ck the b*tch
I don't talk, I just let my gun talk you can see, let's go
Lose ya head, see some red, watch ya body droppin dead
Every day, I believe, everything of yours will spread
Body bleedin feelin greedy now it’s well said
You will live inside a darkness and not wake inside a bed

Lose ya head, see some red, watch ya body droppin dead
Every day, I believe, everything of yours will spread
Body bleedin feelin greedy now it’s well said
You will live inside a darkness and not wake inside a bed

(Let’s go
Keep it, keep it low
Yeah, lose your head, make it go like
Ha ha ha ha, let's go
Aye, aye, aye
I just let them pack it, I just let them pack it, b*tch
Yeah, I guess I know it and she call me daddy, daddy
Suckin' on my di*k, sh*t, I'm f*ckin' on the stomach
Me and this n*gga, we just bring the f*ckin' sh*t away Let's go, ay)
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