DEADEND by 4STRXNXMICAL Lyrics
[Hook]
Gangsta talk, bodies drop
You don't know who all an opp
Twitter talk that needs to stop
Come catch this fade, barbershop
Pull up to your block, keep a blade on me
I call it chopped, bitch
Aye, aye, aye
[Verse 1]
It’s a dead end
Pussy ass twitter talking isn't something I recommend
You come at me, be ready for my all star defense
His funeral, I'll still attend
I’m sorry, if you take offense
His homies speaking to me, now they wanting to be friends
Like get the fuck out of my face
I need my goddamn personal space
That was his first mistake
Now you see where he say
Don't repeat the shit he say
Stay the fuck outta my way
Upset me and the whole goddamn sky will turn fucking grey
[Hook]
Gangsta talk, bodies drop
You don't know who all an opp
Twitter talk that needs to stop
Come catch this fade, barbershop
Pull up to your block, keep a blade on me
I call it chopped, bitch
Aye, aye
[Verse 2]
Shooters they pull out those chopsticks
To sort out the problems we need fixed
Aye, aye, yuh, aye
Shooters they pull out those chopsticks
To sort out the problems we need fixed
Yuh, aye, aye, yuh
[Verse 3]
Internally bleeding from my heart
I wish I could restart
The shit you say I take right to heart
Most the shit, it tears me apart
Before my early death, I'll make it onto the charts
Avert your eyes, the king of the dead has arrived
Hopefully mankind will survive this genocide
[Hook]
Gangsta talk, bodies drop
You don't know who all an opp
Twitter talk that needs to stop
Come catch this fade, barbershop
Pull up to your block, keep a blade on me
I call it chopped, bitch
Aye, aye, yuh
Gangsta talk, bodies drop
You don't know who all an opp
Twitter talk that needs to stop
Come catch this fade, barbershop
Pull up to your block, keep a blade on me
I call it chopped, bitch
Aye, yuh, aye
Gangsta talk, bodies drop
You don't know who all an opp
Twitter talk that needs to stop
Come catch this fade, barbershop
Pull up to your block, keep a blade on me
I call it chopped, bitch
Aye, aye, aye
[Verse 1]
It’s a dead end
Pussy ass twitter talking isn't something I recommend
You come at me, be ready for my all star defense
His funeral, I'll still attend
I’m sorry, if you take offense
His homies speaking to me, now they wanting to be friends
Like get the fuck out of my face
I need my goddamn personal space
That was his first mistake
Now you see where he say
Don't repeat the shit he say
Stay the fuck outta my way
Upset me and the whole goddamn sky will turn fucking grey
[Hook]
Gangsta talk, bodies drop
You don't know who all an opp
Twitter talk that needs to stop
Come catch this fade, barbershop
Pull up to your block, keep a blade on me
I call it chopped, bitch
Aye, aye
[Verse 2]
Shooters they pull out those chopsticks
To sort out the problems we need fixed
Aye, aye, yuh, aye
Shooters they pull out those chopsticks
To sort out the problems we need fixed
Yuh, aye, aye, yuh
[Verse 3]
Internally bleeding from my heart
I wish I could restart
The shit you say I take right to heart
Most the shit, it tears me apart
Before my early death, I'll make it onto the charts
Avert your eyes, the king of the dead has arrived
Hopefully mankind will survive this genocide
[Hook]
Gangsta talk, bodies drop
You don't know who all an opp
Twitter talk that needs to stop
Come catch this fade, barbershop
Pull up to your block, keep a blade on me
I call it chopped, bitch
Aye, aye, yuh
Gangsta talk, bodies drop
You don't know who all an opp
Twitter talk that needs to stop
Come catch this fade, barbershop
Pull up to your block, keep a blade on me
I call it chopped, bitch
Aye, yuh, aye