Back from the dead /single/
• Written by DrummaBoi
Back from the dead fuck wit
me go ahead find out this is a threat
U done made me upset u gonna regret
Put on that killer mindset pow bullet right to the
Head now im bringing home some bread
In a shootout they call me mr red face
Kill ya ass without a trace ur heart pacing
Chasing like I'm in a race u should've thought
Because u was In the wrong place
U about to die u better have faith I know my
Block this shit ain't a maze
And I'm shooting niggas on the birthdays
Ur dead bodie is feeding the planet so
Give thank to Earth days bullet in ur gut
Nigga embrace run on u like the flash
If I shot 5 niggas and shot 2 more how
Much did I shoot (idk ) nigga do the math
Killer ima slasher
Bullet hit my bodie then it shattered
Bullets every were it's scattered
Fuck this shit does it even matter
You think u know shit but I got the answer
U get money but I get it faster I'm mature
U need a nanny u my son I'm ur daddy
Shoot up ur place and u won't be happy
And I do that bitch nasty poping These
Percs like candy extended clip let's
Get down and fancy she a bad bitch she got
A fatty gotta bring the bread to my family
Get that bitch wet weres my money nigga
U in debt mmm smoking This blunt
Mommy didt raise no cunt gimma a glock
And this shit get Violent I'm in ur area
Why yall niggas go silent if u were stuck
on a island what would you take with u
Fuck it gimma a pack of weed
Go to my block u want last a second and that's
Guaranteed I did some many things so my job is
complete u better watch out I'll catch u lacking in
Them streets taste led
Bitch im back from the dead
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About the Artist
DrummaBoi
Member since March 5 2024