El Escobario - Deadsons, Pt. 2 Lyrics

Your hoe she suckin, I'm training
They on the games I be playin
I be flexin thumbing through checks
I be ballin like Kobe cuz a young nigga next
Dive In that pussy that shits super wet
Can't love a thottie they good for that neck
Finessin these niggas I hide in my sock
Bitch you know I be cool on that block
Kickin her out like karate
She suckin the dick she flex wearing palates
Bitch I never gave my heart
To no more f*ckin thotties
I guess I be ballin like Scottie
Look at my eyes I be rollin off Molly
I pour a 4 up into my Fanta
And you know I lean like a zombie
Deadsons cool in the trap aye
Deadson cool in the trap
Deadsons cool in the trap aye
Deadsons 2 in the trap
Deadsons cool in the trap aye
Deadsons 2 in the trap
Deadsons 2 in the trap aye
Deadsons cool in the trap
I just be out here I'm spitting this fire
Your girl hit me up and she hitting my line
And I pass her away cuz I don't got the time
And these thotties they always come up with these lies
She lyin to her mans so I f*ck her again
I walk in the bank and I'm gettin these bands
She throwing he back I be throwing these racks
Took her to crib and I hit from the back
Yuh Deadsons cool in the trap
Yuh Deadsons 2 in the trap
Yuh Deadsons cool in the trap
Yuh Deadsons 2 in the trap
Yuh Deadsons cool in the trap
Yuh Deadsons 2 in the trap
Yuh Deadsons cool in the trap
Yuh Deadsons 2 in the trap aye
Your bitch she bad, she basic
I do not f*ck with your fake shit
Niggas they mad they be hating
I do not f*ck with your fake shit
Up on the sequel I'm with my people
Bitches they mad I'm Evil Kinevil
MC Hammer, I'm finna ram her
You cannot touch me I'm here with my scammers
Hittin that spliff, I f*ck then I dip
I'm smokin on pack and I'm hittin these licks
I put in the tip she screamin and shit
I'm drippin designer you know I'm rich
Can't love a hoe you ignorant bitch
Givenchy I'm rockin got ice on my wrist
You know that I'm swaggin I'm up with the gang
I reload the clip puttin one in my brain
I'm makin the dough I'm f*ckin your hoe
I'm countin these bands it never get old
I'm countin them O's your bitch in my zone
Hittin the licks and I'm passin these hoes
Pour up a duece ya I'm pourin a four
Cockin it back puttin one in your dome
She up on my dick and she askin for more
F*ckin her once then I send her ass home
Niggas they mad don't want me to succeed
Smokin a gram bitch I'm packin the green
Gettin so high until I cannot see
My minds always flowin like waves in the sea
Im 17 and I'm makin these raps
Backwoods you know I be smokin on pack
Masu the damager up in the trap
Opps always tweakin off cocaine and crack
Deadsons cool in the trap aye
Deadson cool in the trap
Deadsons cool in the trap aye
Deadsons 2 in the trap
Deadsons cool in the trap aye
Deadsons 2 in the trap
Deadsons 2 in the trap aye
Deadsons cool in the trap