Dead lyrics
by Redda
[Chorus]
Askin' me for breakfast, that sh*t dead, huh, huh
Askin' me for breakfast, that sh*t dead, huh, huh
Askin' me for breakfast, that sh*t dead, huh
Askin' me for breakfast, that sh*t dead
I had a Glock and I point it at that boys head, huh
I had a Glock, finna shoot up that boy dryers, yeah, yeah
He talkin' that sh*t with no beef, we give him layer, yeah, yeah
He talkin' that sh*t with his lil' b*tch givin' head, huh, huh
Askin' me for breakfast, that sh*t dead, huh
Yeah, and I'm doin' my [estimate?], that b*tch really dead, huh, yeah
His lil' ass b*tch she rare, sound like a [?]
I had to drop on that [?] sh*t, give me some [?]
[Chorus]
Askin' me for breakfast, that sh*t dead, huh, huh
Askin' me for breakfast, that sh*t dead, huh, huh
Askin' me for breakfast, that sh*t dead, huh
Askin' me for breakfast, that sh*t dead
I had a Glock and I point it at that boys head, huh
I had a Glock, finna shoot up that boy dryers, yeah, yeah
He talkin' that sh*t with no beef, we give him layer, yeah, yeah
He talkin' that sh*t with his lil' b*tch givin' head, huh, huh
Askin' me for breakfast, that sh*t dead, huh
Yeah, and I'm doin' my [estimate?], that b*tch really dead, huh, yeah
His lil' ass b*tch she rare, sound like a [?]
I had to drop on that [?] sh*t, give me some [?]