​dead silence

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Caspr] Stepping on dirty drugs in designer kicks Bitch, I moved to a different environment I swear I fell in love with the pills when I tried this shit My life is a [?] I think that I'm liking it She want the Tec with the Wock, she picky Smoking on dope, riding through the city She taste a pill every time she kiss me Smoking on dope, I been getting dizzy Racks on my own, he try to copy the swag he a clone I'm getting dizzy, I'm smoking on dope Too high but I'm ready to go [Verse 2: Moh Baretta] I'm might go flex up for no reason [?] on me when I'm switching the seasons [?] I bet you I run up a check by the evening And I'm smoking exotic changing up the climate And I got some revenue off serving the clients [Verse 3: Lite Fortunato] I play with the guap and she play with her nose That 223. knock a lil boy off his toes [?] out of the door In the trenches with sandals, baby I'm the Pope That glick got attachments, it came with a scope She got too attached I had to let that hoe go And I do the whole dash in the Vette, I go ghost I might go Roberto Cavalli my [?] My bitch a [?] she should be in Vogue I get that bag and ship that pack on the low I go cross the country, you work at Lowe's Pedicure, manicure, pay for her toes [?] [?] I got the bitches they came with the [?] [Verse 4: Caspr] I'm off the pills, they can't leave me alone And I'm smoking [?], this ain't regular dope I'm just tryna get rich and I'm tryna get low And I'm tired of this bitch I told her "Go home" Don't even think bout the break put my foot on the gas High on prescription, I think I'm a crash Medication I'm a sip I'm different, no I'm not a regular kid Bloody nose, I got blood on my wrist Said she only taste the pill when we kiss All I know is that I'm with a demon I'm a drug, I make you fiend for a kiss Real swag, I might leave with his bitch Got one rack, that I spent on my kicks Can't get your love back, so she throwing a fit I'm a Rugrat, but she know I'm the kid Pills don't have to make me leave Pills in my nose gon' make me bleed I get up and I can't speak My bitch is exotic, can't fuck with a treesh I don't see you and don't see what you mean You talking a lot, I don't know what it mean And it don't mean a lot to me, so baby I gotta leave