letra de dead fresh - est gee
[intro]
(foreverolling)
ayy
[chorus]
i woke up this morning and got dead fresh
cleaned out all my traps before the feds hit
lil’ bro just hit my phone, said it’s a bad batch
i told him, “say less,” know we ain’t payin’ sh-t
what your sauce cost? n-gga, mine’s a fortune
i spent like a dime on abortions
these is ace gucci sneakers, not no jordans
i’m a special n-gga, baby, i ain’t normal (nah)
[verse 1]
put some bread on your head, i can afford it
get some head from your girl, she just want forty
it’s a lead in the bottom of his forty
i’m a boss in my section and i’m showin’ it
used to be ugly, but that money make ’em h-rny
you got change, but can’t change the fact you’re corny
i f-ck with you, bae, don’t care who came before me
pick that phone up, when i call, you don’t ignore me
and i’m still loyal to my plug ’cause he was throwin’ ’em
back when i was buyin’ two he threw me four of ’em
my partner put me on a l!ck way out in oregon
i took a risk and booked my trip ’cause they was growin’ it, i’m goin’ in
[chorus]
i woke up this morning and got dead fresh
cleaned out all my traps before the feds hit
lil’ bro just hit my phone, said it’s a bad batch
i told him, “say less,” know we ain’t payin’ sh-t
what your sauce cost? n-gga, mine’s a fortune
i spent like a dime on abortions
these is ace gucci sneakers, not no jordans
i’m a special n-gga, baby, i ain’t normal (nah)
[verse 2]
i sold big weed, baby, i’m a real g, baby
they alright, but i swear they not f-ckin’ with me, baby
i’m a big spender, i’m a load sender, real dope dealer
four sipper, i’m a gorilla, you a broke n-gga
told n-ggas, then i showed n-ggas how to go, get it
pack shipper, i’ma vacuum it so they won’t smell it
stay ready, we some apes sellin’, so i gain heavy
make fetti, n-ggas ain’t ready and they stay tellin’
young felons, they been reckless, rich before thirty
n-ggas cannot tell him sh-t, they never dropped a birdie
i talk bad to her now because she used to curve me
and sh-t all on her uncles, they ain’t never wanna serve me
[chorus]
i woke up this morning and got dead fresh
cleaned out all my traps before the feds hit
lil’ bro just hit my phone, said it’s a bad batch
i told him, “say less,” know we ain’t payin’ sh-t
what your sauce cost? n-gga, mine’s a fortune
i spent like a dime on abortions
these is ace gucci sneakers, not no jordans
i’m a special n-gga, baby, i ain’t normal (nah)
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