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Deadboy
Deadboy (KILL)
Deadboy
Deadboy
Sixty television clips, mom I′m on TV
Almost like the dreams turned into reality
Holographic sight, baby what a sight to see
I slither like a lizard when I'm dipping through these streets
PlayStation in the dash, green case, leather seats
Dope make me strong, but you b!tches got me weak
Two twelves knocking like it′s tricking for a treat
Masked up like Halloween, playa what's the fee?
Baby what's the play? I′ll be waiting by the creek
Washing off my diamonds, blood trail behind my feet
Every watch I bust it down, give a fu*k about the time
Collectors shake they head when they see the baguettes in the dial
5-5-6, catch a carbine clip
Packing cemetery mage, smoking Hi-Fi zips
Off the top, broke b!tch, you fu*ked with the wrong clique
Tracer rounds leave you burnin′ like you fucked the wrong bitch
5-5-6, catch a carbine clip (deadboy)
Packin' cemetery mags, smokin′ Hi-Fi zips (deadboy)
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, what
Deadboy (KILL)
Deadboy
Deadboy
Sixty television clips, mom I′m on TV
Almost like the dreams turned into reality
Holographic sight, baby what a sight to see
I slither like a lizard when I'm dipping through these streets
PlayStation in the dash, green case, leather seats
Dope make me strong, but you b!tches got me weak
Two twelves knocking like it′s tricking for a treat
Masked up like Halloween, playa what's the fee?
Baby what's the play? I′ll be waiting by the creek
Washing off my diamonds, blood trail behind my feet
Every watch I bust it down, give a fu*k about the time
Collectors shake they head when they see the baguettes in the dial
5-5-6, catch a carbine clip
Packing cemetery mage, smoking Hi-Fi zips
Off the top, broke b!tch, you fu*ked with the wrong clique
Tracer rounds leave you burnin′ like you fucked the wrong bitch
5-5-6, catch a carbine clip (deadboy)
Packin' cemetery mags, smokin′ Hi-Fi zips (deadboy)
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, what
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