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letra de deads - lil tjay

[intro]
grr, grr
bow, bow, bow
ay run that sh-t up tray

[verse 1]
lately they say i’m the topic
i be wakin’ them up when i drop sh-t
everything i be sayin’, be hot sh-t
walk around, 40k just for my pockets
i be winnin’ they know they can’t stop me
hit the stage for 150, they mosh pit
i be runnin’ sh-t up, need a check
stricly business, can’t f-ck with no flaw sh-t
when i back out the jet they be all sick
i can’t love on no b-tch, i just do me a quicky [?] they be on dogsh-t
once i blow out your back, let my dawgs hit
i know n-ggas tryin’ do me [?]
i can’t lack, i be movin’ with caution
yeah, i keep me a strap, if you reach it go “brrr” in your back and your head, no extorsion
from a youngin’ i held my [?]
murder rate, they know we got a portion
feel like i’m stephen curry, i ain’t never worry, ’cause my accuracy kinda awesome
and jt got me high on the moon, let that boy got buried tryna cross ’em
even momma know i’m a goon, but i’m on a legendary boss run
i be getting higher, jt in the sky, know they kids admire, let me calm down
keep it pg and make more sounds, i can’t let n0body bring the torch down
when they talkin’ on me i ignore now
when it’s static my shooters kick doors down
pop out with four rounds, i can’t lie, that’s gon’ leave momma tore down
in them streets had no choice but to jugg’
in the streets there ain’t really no love
i ain’t stressin’ no [?] ’cause i glizzy-keep
run up [?] sweet to a thot
[?] 50 deep for some blood
[?] we used to sweep this sh-t up
i feel like wiz khalifa [?]
only deadies, i roll up the drugs, i roll up the drugs
[chorus]
i’m rollin’ them deads, deads, deads, deads, deads, deads
deads, deads, deads, deads, deads, deads
i’m rollin’ them deads, deads, deads, deads, deads, deads
give a f-ck what they said
i’m rollin’ up all of these deads

[verse 2]
couple don’t like me, probably ’cause they see how i’m icy
i got superstar b-tches on my d
can’t let them stop me, unless it’s almighty
i wasn’t in it, they shot up my car
i’m on the tour, it ain’t hard to come find me
everywhere i go, a n-gga shinin’
plus i got two or three shooters behind me
since it got wild i gotta flex
once all benny’s started wylin’ on my neck
free the guys, [?]
and for them i’ma steady goin’ hard
i might cop double-r to see the stars
it ain’t sh-t to spit these bars
wordplay, i can run a hundred yards
i got n-ggas gettin’ busy off them calls
i got n-ggas that is tryna catch a pack
and i feel i wasn’t tryna get a job, either rob or i get it in the trap
[?] look at me, i’m gettin’ racks, plaques after plaques
milli’s, be exact, that’s for them n-ggas suckin’ on my cyag’
they ain’t think i would do it, young and black
so i been really knew it, n-ggas wack
wanna do something? do it, look at me
i don’t how i do it, i just snap
know the opps n-ggas mad, mad, mad
homie you doin’ bad, bad, bad
i’ma just laugh, laugh, laugh
treat this race like a drag, drag, drag
[chorus]
i’m rollin’ them deads, deads, deads, deads, deads, deads
deads, deads, deads, deads, deads, deads
i’m rollin’ them deads, deads, deads, deads, deads, deads
give a f-ck what they said
i’m rollin’ up all of these deads

i’m rollin’ them deads, deads, deads, deads, deads, deads
deads, deads, deads, deads, deads, deads
i’m rollin’ them deads, deads, deads, deads, deads, deads
give a f-ck what they said
i’m rollin’ up all of these deads

- lil tjay

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