Yung Simmie - Dead Beat 2 lyrics

[Verse] Man these n***as fake I cannot relate I be reppin' my city, when I'm up in your state You was keyboard thuggin' now I'm up in your face Now what did you say? My n***as never sleep, you can get it broad day If it ain't money gettin' I cannot partake My bullets sink ships better stay out my lake Cuz I'm a great white and you on my shark tank I'm movin' like a soldier when I'm out in the field I'm scopin' out the game while I stand on the hill You thinkin' I'm asleep, get popped like a pill If you talkin' 3 mill then we closin' the deal I be turnt up, you dont know how it feel Youll get world star this sh** get real I'm heartless, everything get k**ed I just go to work gotta finish the drill If n***as is talkin' that's when the ninas get sparkin' I'm hoppin out the 2 seater make room when I'm parkin' And I'll only say it once listen up when I'm talkin' And this a dead beat I got it out of the coffin I be smokin' loud pack I can hear what you talkin' You n***as is lackin' and I'm all about profit Less talk and more smokin', I don't be with the gossip Simmie out with the hollow turn your brain into pasta Catch you at the red light, that's hoes in your Honda I be on my grind tryna stack my commas You play with my commas you must want drama I'm sunning n***as but I'm not your father I go harder [?] I play smarter, you just a starter I hang with rastas I can smoke a garden Pa** me the lighter, this blunt I'm sparkin' Loud pack, you might think I farted These n***as hate, so the hate I'm dodgin' That 40 bang I don't do no arguin' I'm in my lane, stay in your margin Yo b**h is on me, she say she horny, she say you corny The world is mine, I feel like Tony I whip the Benz just like I stole it Till yo d**h n***a if you owe it I roll it up, and then I smoke it The way I roll, I deserve a trophy I'm duckin', 12 Cuz they tryna rope me I'm doin' dash and im ridin', dirty OG stank, now its smellin' musty I keep the comb and it ain't rusty I give her dick when she done fussin' MC Hammer cuz you can't touch this High as f** now I look Russian Foreign gas what I be puffin When I'm on a grind, I don't eat nothin' But them green bags they just keep comin' Im up all night, while you boys snorin' Workin' all night, it come in the mornin' Pa** me the ball, I feel like Jordan Imma hit the 3, and you know I'm scorin'