Play Dead lyrics

[Chorus: Lowlife Leo]
Sick of this sh*t like ebola
She want some coke with the cola
I want some xans with the lean
f*ck, I'ma live with the sh*t in the colon
Baby girl who is you calling
Don't you see I'm in distress
Let us make love in the coffin
Before you get bopped and get out of that dress
Sick of this sh*t like ebola
She want some coke with the cola
I want some xans with the lean
f*ck, I'ma live with the sh*t in the colon
Baby girl who is you calling
Don't you see I'm in distress
Let us make love in the coffin
Before you get bopped and get out of that dress

[Verse 1: Ski Mask The Slump God]
Rolly never tops, Loui hit the spot
Pistol popping and tryin' pop jaws
Metal on me like a side like some Mortal Combat
Green on me just like some mold
Hit the home, gotta, gotta go
Wrist caught ammonia, the cold
You know I stick to the code
Rolly never tops, Loui hit the spot
Pistol popping and tryin' pop jaws
Metal on me like a side like some Mortal Combat
Green on me just like some mold
Hit the home, gotta, gotta go
Wrist caught ammonia, the cold
You know I stick to the code
[Guitar Solo]
Who's that guy?

[Chorus: Lowlife Leo]
Sick of this sh*t like ebola
She want some coke with the cola
I want some xans with the lean
f*ck, I'ma live with the sh*t in the colon
Baby girl who is you calling
Don't you see I'm in distress
Let us make love in the coffin
Before you get bopped and get out of that dress
Sick of this sh*t like ebola
She want some coke with the cola
I want some xans with the lean
f*ck, I'ma live with the sh*t in the colon
Baby girl who is you calling
Don't you see I'm in distress
Let us make love in the coffin
Before you get bopped and get out of that dress

[Verse 2: Lowlife Leo]
Oh my god, need to feel sh*t
New slaves on the pill sh*t
Hundred xannies in the trap house
Say who get payed in the street, be the real sh*t
Chop it up and get it payed back
But hundred for the feature, get it now
Only thing we talk is paper
Two-hundred thousand on the meter
The f*ck is you saying now
All the more rivals, I'm pared now
I'ma put all of my n*ggas in V.I.P
Get them a fan, I lay it down
All of my sh*t had made fifty now
Getting payed in a minute now
Same n*ggas who dodge me
Hit me back in a minute now
n*ggas in Paris, I'm in town
Selling out shows and I'm near town
Hunnid band, hunnid band, hunnid band
Hunnid band n*gga, no backing out
All of my chips in the table
Full ammo, never lay it down
You ain't got to say it, daddy taught me how
I'ma real man, go and lay it down
[Chorus: Lowlife Leo]
Sick of this sh*t like ebola
She want some coke with the cola
I want some xans with the lean
f*ck, I'ma live with the sh*t in the colon
Baby girl who is you calling
Don't you see I'm in distress
Let us make love in the coffin
Before you get bopped and get out of that dress
Sick of this sh*t like ebola
She want some coke with the cola
I want some xans with the lean
f*ck, I'ma live with the sh*t in the colon
Baby girl who is you calling
Don't you see I'm in distress
Let us make love in the coffin
Before you get bopped and get out of that dress
Sick of this sh*t like ebola
She want some coke with the cola
I want some xans with the lean
f*ck, I'ma live with the sh*t in the colon
Baby girl who is you calling
Don't you see I'm in distress
Let us make love in the coffin
Before you get bopped and get out of that dress