Dead Right by Popstar FM Lyrics

[Verse 1: Randy!]
Ayy!
You don't get introducted, you sip Robitussin
You ain't talkin' nothin', it's end of discussion
I ran the check up, made it rain, and now it's gettin' muddy
I'm in Britain sippin' bloody tea
You can not come sit with me
You can not count chips with me
I don't fuck with fish you see
You was lookin' too pussy
Ran up they still gon' fuck with me

[Verse 2: Larry]
Ayy!
It must have been like twenty guys
We ain't scared of nothin', hangin' out the ride
He mortified, I took off with twenty five
Scraping up paint feel like Death Race
For you yung boi it's quiet
Flexin' with that cash, I'm doing Chauncey Billups
Oh you said you was a dealer, must've been a mix up
Spectres in my section, yeah we smoking fill up
So you know the shit we be on prolly gonna kill us