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Lirik Lagu Dead Shot - NAV & Lil Uzi Vert

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Yeah, yeah, yeah(Aye, aye, aye) Let's go
Shoot out with vest but that boy, he still caught a headshotBro can shoot from down the street, his nickname, yeah, is Dead ShotBro just chased a opp until his legs stoppedI just fucked his thot and I just hit her with that leg lock, yeah
My chest hurt when I be toking 'cause I'm smokin' dead oppsHe think a shotta, hit his top and take his dreads offAnd I got these Perkies in my pocket like I'm tryna get these meds offMe and Lil Uzi stackin' up so much guap we'll pay the feds off
Every time I do something right, they try to say I'm dead wrongI can fuck your lil' bitch in my whip, I treat it like my bedroomPulled up in that coupe, no, I didn't have no headroomMy niggas about that murder game, I call it red rum
She let me hit in the car, you know my backseat got some legroomI just took half a pill from Pluto and I went to NeptuneWhen I'm lacking confidence, my diamonds comin' to the rescueGot shooters that watch my back, every time I sneeze, they be like, "Bless you"
Put a check right on your read, no reason for me just to check youGot cash on me like XO, I don't know what no lil' check doAnd he could sneeze up on his on but I still will not bless youWalking on this beat and I ain't even got no dress shoes
The way that your girl be topping me off, I could tell she don't respect youFucking her like a dog, she at my house, she watch my pets, tooJust got a brand new Uzi, I'm with Uzi and we got TECs, tooLots of water on my neck and I can easily get you wet, too
Shoot out with vest but that boy, he still caught a headshotBro can shoot from down the street, his nickname, yeah, is Dead ShotBro just chased a opp until his legs stoppedI just fucked his thot and I just hit her with that leg lock, yeah
My chest hurt when I be toking 'cause I'm smokin' dead oppsHe think a shotta, hit his top and take his dreads offAnd I got these Perkies in my pocket like I'm tryna get these meds offMe and Lil Uzi stacking up so much guap we'll pay the-
Stack it up, stack it up, stack it up, stack it up, stack it up, stack it up, stack it up, stackStacking up this fucking paper, to get to top, you gon' need a elevatorIf you get to the top, yeah, it come with a favorIf you get to the top, yeah, it come with some hatersI was not good at school but I'm stacking the paperLowland 1600 shit
Yeah, she give me brain, that's a scholarshipShe don't know my name but she love this dickI'm too fucking rich, I might pop my shitEvery time I pop my collar, yeah, it compliment the fit
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it upSkepta my Nikes, I'm getting the checkHaving this money is really a flex1600 to the Rex, yeahI know she fucking with all of the rappers, but as long as she tell me she love me the bestThere ain't no contest, I'm getting my contentI love when she honest, she giving me sex
Always use condoms, got Fendi pajamasTreat hoes like my problems, I put 'em to bedI'm getting moody, I know she too bougie, she don't use a menu when she go to CatchI got to get all my habits in check, had to go on a jet, couldn't walk up the stepsGo to the trap, I'll put you to the test, I got birdies that fly far away from the nest
Shoot out with vest but that boy, he still caught a headshotBro can shoot from down the street, his nickname, yeah, is Dead ShotBro just chased a opp until his legs stoppedI just fucked his thot and I just hit her with that leg lock, yeah