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Want Me Dead
Young Thug, 21 Savage
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Expect me, nigga, like you expect Jesus to come back
Expect me, nigga, I'm comin'
Your ex like Pocahontas
Whatever happen, I'ma get money
I'm a Thriller nigga, fuck my conscience
These foreign shoes, fuck my bunions (okay)
We done made a hundred bands on Sunday
And I ain't goin' to Magic Monday
Put the dick in her ass like crunches
I came from shootin' Cee-lo in the dungeon
I'm tired of makin' it rain, I'd much rather go buy me a plane (okay)
I had to call 'em to stop up the sink (okay)
Whole lotta tried to go down the drain (ha, okay)
First hundred thousand, I went made a strain
I was ridin' behind Gucci in a red Mulsanne
That was back in '09 before the fame came (okay)
I had a check 'fore the rap check came (okay)
I put baguettes on this shit, I just blanked
I don't four-four, make the check Houdini
Bitch, you cheated, don't speak when you see me
I'm in the Turbo S, no GP
I'm gettin' head from Ch-, I meant CC
My nigga ain't even tryna hit sweetie (nah)
That bitch turn me off, no kizzy (no kizzy)
I told my ex, "Don't call, I'm busy" (oh)
I just told my new one she gotta trust me (gotta trust me)
She love all my friends 'cause they love me (love)
Everything you do and everything you say is stuck with me
You're lovin' me, yeah
I told my brother, "Take this watch, because I'm vulnerable"
I let her get away with murder when I fall in love
I told 'em, "Ante up the chips, because they know it's us"
I told my nigga, "fuck them niggas, 'cause it's fuck us"
They want me dead, they want me dead
If I had one wish, I'd bring my nigga back from the dead
I'm sippin' codeine, this ain't no red, dawg
I'm up but came from the struggle, duckin' red dogs, uh
I keep that fire on me everywhere (21)
It's one nigga talk on the internet
But when we turn on his block, he ain't ever there (on 21)
All them lil' boys be tryna act gangster
That's why when they die, I don't ever care (on 21)
We in the middle of summer, but, nigga
We steppin', this shit feel like February (p-)
Yellow diamonds, they canary
Came from the bottom and I made it to the other side
Nah, I ain't use no fairy (facts)
Opps be smokin' on niggas they ain't step on
Them niggas funny, Jim Carrey (straight up)
Stones in my ear, they VVS certified
Bitch, I can't hear you clearly (on God)
Big 4L, we ain't beefin' 'bout hoes, nigga
Don't bring that shit near me (21)
Leave your phone when you step
I drop the bag, your secret is kept (21)
Opps cliqued up, they needed some help
Got too much money, I hired a chef
Get me mad enough, I do it myself (21)
Y'all niggas pussy, it's all on your breath (21)
Go against me, that shit bad for your health
Where he stayin' is the same place he left (21)
I told my brother, "Take this watch, because I'm vulnerable"
(Take this watch from me)
I let her get away with murder when I fall in love (yeah)
I told 'em, "Ante up the chips, because they know it's us"
(Because they know)
I told my nigga, fuck them niggas, 'cause it's fuck us" (I told my nigga, nigga)
They want me dead, they want me dead (dead, they want me dead)
If I had one wish, I'd bring my nigga back from the dead
I'm sippin' codeine, this ain't no red, dog (codeine, no red, no)
I'm up but came from the struggle, duckin' red dogs, uh
(Metro)
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