lirik lagu dee mula - no pad no pen
[intro]
(twyst y’all n~ggas up)
yeah (uh, uh, uh)
this off the top of the head
you know, i ain’t got no pen or no pad (dee mula)
i mix the percs with the papers (ah, uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah)
i mix the percs with the papers (yeah)
ayy
[verse]
i keep some sh~t for sale just like the corner store
what you need? i can take care of you now, my price is very low, but don’t be cheap
i mix gucci with louis v. i just be tryin’ sh~t
hold on, this a c8, v8 the motor, just been buyin’ sh~t
i’m high and sh~t
mix percocets with tris, this a two thousand dollar cup
put ten ounces in the two liter, can’t focus, i been stuck
you sittin’ there playin’ like i won’t knock off your man for what you sayin’
and left him in the hood when you got rich to die ‘causе he look bad
these n~ggas ain’t got еnough money to go to war, i’m big dog, built ford tough
push b~tton, maybach truck, exotic park, quick drip, cups of ice
b~tch threaten me, tell me she leavin’, well, bye b~tch, i don’t need you
i’m the reason these n~ggas be grieving, got hit with buzz and beaters
i won (uh), caught him at the store, no gun (uh)
it was all fun and games ’til they start dyin’, now it ain’t no fun
how you gon’ go to war with a don? i’m rich, i’m havin’ this sh~t
everywhere i go, they go, i keep my k!llers with me, they travelin’ sh~t
bp the sprinter and we chief keef’d the rental, smokin’ them dead n~ggas
told me i’m fresh to death, puttin’ that sh~t on, ho, makin’ my head bigger
he think he deebo, well, i’m craig, n~gga
come across your head with this four nick’, won’t be no brick
i put boxes on them glocks, can’t beat no switch
n~gga tried to run the truck, stopped his legs from movin’
baby, i’m ballin’, hittin’ the bleachers
bae walk in look past, they do, that n~gga ain’t nothin’
n~gga, i’m bustin’ you reach for that chain
“i just wanted to touch it,” well, n~gga don’t touch it
get full of them percs, now switchin’ the lane
i’m high as f~ck, these b~tches bustin’
how you gon’ start some beef then turn ’round try to squash it?
you must know you next to die
i ain’t got come up out my pocket, they doin’ it for free
pull up, they doin’ it for me, hop out, they gonna do it on feet
i told you your time was comin’, be patient, they do it so neat
i spent like three fifty on jewelry, cars, and clothes, some ‘bows
i had guns ‘fore i signed the deal, i just went and bought more
pretty b~tch rub on her toes, i keep me a kit for the road
l!ck on my neck to my nose, in her purse, gon’ see a rose
freaky and sh~t how i like her (ooh), how she cummin’, i’ll wife her
i’m off these adderalls, might just pull an all~nighter
f~ck her ’til the sun up (ugh)
k!lled her from the back, she like, “why you ain’t put your gun up?”
i can’t, your n~gga might bust in
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