Dead Bodies by KingJet Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
I got kush in the blunt, still smokin' with a bad thing
Still smokin' with a bad thing
One, two, three, dead bodies in my ashtray
Dead bodies in my ashtray
Girls lined up, shit lookin' like a draft day
Yeah, lookin' like a draft day
Only new money and my niggas from the past days
Yeah, my niggas from the past days
[Verse 1]
So high, I could burn in the sun
Walk you into Louis, get whatever you want
And I keep a driver on me, I don't sit in the front
I should buy your whole business, show you how it should run
I got stamps in the passport, liquor I don't pay for
Pull up to the party, squad deep like a task force
When you flyin' private, get you anything you ask for
Dunkin' all these racks in the bag, ain't no backboard
Watch out for snakes in your lawn
Pour up for the ones that we lost
I bet your bank account overdrawn
Do my money like my weed, I burn it up 'til it's gone, I said
[Chorus]
I got kush in the blunt, still smokin' with a bad thing
Yeah, I'm still smokin' with a bad thing
One, two, three, dead bodies in my ashtray
Yeah, dead bodies in my ashtray
Girls lined up, shit lookin' like a draft day
Yeah, still lookin' like it's draft day
Only new money and my niggas from the past days
Yeah, my niggas from the past days
[Verse 2]
Yeah, don't ever hit me with the static
You know that I dip in bad habits, yeah
No sleep, my eyes red, with some baggage, yeah
'Bout time that I can see these diamonds do gymnastics
I got one, two, three, more bodies to roll
I get champagne free when I walk in the store
Keep a bad lil' bitch, nothin' on but her drawers
Yeah, she step into the room and now she lockin' the doors
Don't say you love me, shit, I swear I be too selfish
That's only one problem of mine and I can't help it, yeah
I spend my time all to myself to catch a blessing
Can't get caught up over this bullshit, i been stressin', I said
[Chorus]
I got kush in the blunt, still smokin' with a bad thing (Still)
One, two, three, dead bodies in my ashtray
Yeah, dead bodies in my ashtray
Girls lined up, shit lookin' like a draft day (Draft day)
Yeah, still lookin' like it's draft day
Only new money and my niggas from the past days (Past days)
Yeah, my niggas from the past days
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
I got kush in the blunt, still smokin' with a bad thing
Still smokin' with a bad thing
One, two, three, dead bodies in my ashtray
Dead bodies in my ashtray
Girls lined up, shit lookin' like a draft day
Yeah, lookin' like a draft day
Only new money and my niggas from the past days
Yeah, my niggas from the past days
[Verse 1]
So high, I could burn in the sun
Walk you into Louis, get whatever you want
And I keep a driver on me, I don't sit in the front
I should buy your whole business, show you how it should run
I got stamps in the passport, liquor I don't pay for
Pull up to the party, squad deep like a task force
When you flyin' private, get you anything you ask for
Dunkin' all these racks in the bag, ain't no backboard
Watch out for snakes in your lawn
Pour up for the ones that we lost
I bet your bank account overdrawn
Do my money like my weed, I burn it up 'til it's gone, I said
[Chorus]
I got kush in the blunt, still smokin' with a bad thing
Yeah, I'm still smokin' with a bad thing
One, two, three, dead bodies in my ashtray
Yeah, dead bodies in my ashtray
Girls lined up, shit lookin' like a draft day
Yeah, still lookin' like it's draft day
Only new money and my niggas from the past days
Yeah, my niggas from the past days
[Verse 2]
Yeah, don't ever hit me with the static
You know that I dip in bad habits, yeah
No sleep, my eyes red, with some baggage, yeah
'Bout time that I can see these diamonds do gymnastics
I got one, two, three, more bodies to roll
I get champagne free when I walk in the store
Keep a bad lil' bitch, nothin' on but her drawers
Yeah, she step into the room and now she lockin' the doors
Don't say you love me, shit, I swear I be too selfish
That's only one problem of mine and I can't help it, yeah
I spend my time all to myself to catch a blessing
Can't get caught up over this bullshit, i been stressin', I said
[Chorus]
I got kush in the blunt, still smokin' with a bad thing (Still)
One, two, three, dead bodies in my ashtray
Yeah, dead bodies in my ashtray
Girls lined up, shit lookin' like a draft day (Draft day)
Yeah, still lookin' like it's draft day
Only new money and my niggas from the past days (Past days)
Yeah, my niggas from the past days