Dead Man by Tes X Lyrics
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[Chorus]
762s, aim one at his head and it came out his stomach
You lookin' ugly, look at your tummy
Ran up on me, nigga, you is a dummy
Cash, like dami
I catch a body and in the pit, nigga, you seen nothing
I cannot fuck with these niggas, these niggas be bitches
These bitches, they stay up to somethin'
Hop out the cut with a stick, you a dead man
I feel like a dead man
I feel like Lil Durk, that nigga run up, we leavin' him red, man
I gotta get to the money, I don't want shit else, just want the bread, man
Run up, you a dead man
These lil' niggas be scared, man
That's just what the fans sayin'
Run that footage, they can't get it back
[Bridge]
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[Verse]
All of my niggas
That nigga runnin', you know that we gon' [?]
Finish in first, nigga, never come second
Ten in a clip and get shot like Stephen
That nigga talkin', we serve him to Heaven
Feelin' like Pokémon, can't wait to catch 'em
That nigga pussy, I can't wait to catch him
Soon as we catch him, I'll get a stretcher
We finna stretch him
I get the beam, but I still gotta aim
Niggas talk shit 'til they meet that flame
Blue on his head, he look like Aang
Niggas so lame
Chopstick came with a large lo mein
Like Uzi, that Uzi gon' bust out your brain
I got a .30, I swear I will up it
I don't give a fuck about none of this fame
You dummy, you think it's a prop Glock
You run up, you finna get popped, shot
That lil' bitch keeps sucking dick, I swear she be the top thot
In that bitch, she real fat, keep tryna make the spot hot
I'm gettin' money
Nigga know I got the track jumpin', nigga, something like a bunny
[Chorus]
You lookin' funny
762s, aim one at his head and it came out his stomach
You lookin' ugly, look at your tummy
Ran up on me, nigga, you is a dummy
Cash, like dami
I catch a body and in the pit, nigga, you seen nothing
I cannot fuck with these niggas, these niggas be bitches
These bitches, they stay up to somethin'
Hop out the cut with a stick, you a dead man
I feel like Lil Durk, that nigga run up, we leavin' him red, man
I gotta get to the money, I don't want shit else, just want the bread, man
Run up, you a dead man
These lil' niggas be scared, man
That's just what the fans sayin'
Run that footage, they can't get it back
[Outro]
I got ice and that boy got a Mac
Keep the fire, but it come out the back
Mm, mm, mm, ha ha
Ah, damn
Uh, yeah
[Chorus]
762s, aim one at his head and it came out his stomach
You lookin' ugly, look at your tummy
Ran up on me, nigga, you is a dummy
Cash, like dami
I catch a body and in the pit, nigga, you seen nothing
I cannot fuck with these niggas, these niggas be bitches
These bitches, they stay up to somethin'
Hop out the cut with a stick, you a dead man
I feel like a dead man
I feel like Lil Durk, that nigga run up, we leavin' him red, man
I gotta get to the money, I don't want shit else, just want the bread, man
Run up, you a dead man
These lil' niggas be scared, man
That's just what the fans sayin'
Run that footage, they can't get it back
[Bridge]
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
[Verse]
All of my niggas
That nigga runnin', you know that we gon' [?]
Finish in first, nigga, never come second
Ten in a clip and get shot like Stephen
That nigga talkin', we serve him to Heaven
Feelin' like Pokémon, can't wait to catch 'em
That nigga pussy, I can't wait to catch him
Soon as we catch him, I'll get a stretcher
We finna stretch him
I get the beam, but I still gotta aim
Niggas talk shit 'til they meet that flame
Blue on his head, he look like Aang
Niggas so lame
Chopstick came with a large lo mein
Like Uzi, that Uzi gon' bust out your brain
I got a .30, I swear I will up it
I don't give a fuck about none of this fame
You dummy, you think it's a prop Glock
You run up, you finna get popped, shot
That lil' bitch keeps sucking dick, I swear she be the top thot
In that bitch, she real fat, keep tryna make the spot hot
I'm gettin' money
Nigga know I got the track jumpin', nigga, something like a bunny
[Chorus]
You lookin' funny
762s, aim one at his head and it came out his stomach
You lookin' ugly, look at your tummy
Ran up on me, nigga, you is a dummy
Cash, like dami
I catch a body and in the pit, nigga, you seen nothing
I cannot fuck with these niggas, these niggas be bitches
These bitches, they stay up to somethin'
Hop out the cut with a stick, you a dead man
I feel like Lil Durk, that nigga run up, we leavin' him red, man
I gotta get to the money, I don't want shit else, just want the bread, man
Run up, you a dead man
These lil' niggas be scared, man
That's just what the fans sayin'
Run that footage, they can't get it back
[Outro]
I got ice and that boy got a Mac
Keep the fire, but it come out the back
Mm, mm, mm, ha ha
Ah, damn
Uh, yeah