Dead Nigga

Lyrics

[Intro: Gangsta Blac & Koopsta Knicca] Lock you in the fucking trunk While I hit the fucking bong Now, now I'm going crazy man All I see is blood Lock you, lock you in the fucking trunk While I hit the fucking bong Now-, dead, a nigga dead It's in my fuckin' head [Verse 1: GHOSTEMANE] I see you dipping out like a little ho to your clique When I see you in the flesh, you flinch Fronting like a bucky with a fake gold chain and a rented whip Never had me convinced I went from trying to getting attention Applause Now bitches be posting my pics Keep a long way from a long work day At a pet shop picking up animal shit Killa C bringing the phonk and my team only got cliqued up with fucking killers I don't do a god damned thing to block out the evil thoughts that's taking control of me still I'm A dirty young kid with a wish for death but I'm a schema like a motherfucking villain Poltergeist Torture your thoughts Are you seeing shit walking on the ceiling? (ceiling) [Hook: Gangsta Blac & Koopsta Knicca] Lock you in the fucking trunk While I hit the fucking bong Now, now I'm going crazy man All I see is blood Lock you, lock you in the fucking trunk While I hit the fucking bong Now-, dead, a nigga dead It's in my fuckin' head [Verse 2: Moba Dark] Schemaboyys a bunch a dudes and we don't give a fuck Them bullets hit you in the tummy have you leaking stuff I'm hanging 'round with GHOSTE and Killa, I suggest you duck We'll put that barrel in his mouth and made that homie suck I know a bunch of motherfuckers think this shit's a joke Now you be laughing when I hit you with the pistol smoke I'm Moba Dark from Indiana, came up selling dope I'm Moba Dark from Indiana, I'm still selling dope [Verse 3: DJ Killa C] Back in the day with the niggas ride Killa C wanted for lyrical homicide Call me satan the way a nigga be spittin' fire I'm sittin' back in the cut and straight gettin' high As I'm loading my strap, cocking my gat On the scene, relaxed, ready for the attack Don't react when that nigga killed [?] Put you deep in the ground for runnin' your fucking yap SCHEMA be the motherfucking posse Sendin' my demons out to them niggas that always be tryn'a copy Y'all niggas got me fucked up Thinking I'mma put this car in reverse then buck, buck Nigga test your luck You already know what's up [?] with your bitch, sippin' on a double cup I be raising hell with the automatic, leave a nigga tragic Leave a nigga [?] magician workin' his magic, bitch! [Hook: Gangsta Blac & Koopsta Knicca] Lock you in the fucking trunk While I hit the fucking bong Now, now I'm going crazy man All I see is blood Lock you, lock you in the fucking trunk While I hit the fucking bong Now-, dead, a nigga dead It's in my fuckin' head Lock you in the fucking trunk While I hit the fucking bong Now, now I'm going crazy man All I see is blood Lock you, lock you in the fucking trunk While I hit the fucking bong