DEAD WEIGHT - Jay Gwuapo

Got the bull in my hand and I’m shootin'

I’m just a rappin' nigga 'til I lose it

Get your mans back before I poof him (Gah)

Niggas died in they circle and need a recruitment (Uh, huh)

Step on the code and my demons go stupid (Uh-huh)

I can’t tell my shooter, «Cool it» (Baow, baow)

If you got the chop, nigga, better use it (Better use it)

'Caus niggas dyin' over music (Gllllt)

If I said it then I meant it (Uh-huh)

Don’t mak me have to prove it

Click blowin' like a broomstick (Baow)

Kill a nigga for amusement (Yeah-yeah-yeah)

Murder shit (Huh?)

Watch what you say before my niggas murder shit (Bah)

Talk like a killer but I never heard of him, I don’t know what’s the word with

him (What's up?)

But I won’t say a word to him

And my shooter creepin' with the Drac' in the backroom (Glick)

Move, my niggas burnin' him (Huh)

You would think he a dancer, look how the nigga move when the bullets is

turnin' him

She said she love me, I know she fell in love with the dick

get the drop, then you know somebody gotta be a splif

Wet like a cooler on me, send your order to me

I’ma show you that we takin' risks

Everywhere I go, I’m takin' a pic

My fans love me 'cause they know that I’m lit

And I’m at the backdoor off this lick (That's a fact)

We got a thotty, she gon' hold a grip (Uh-huh)

Man down, roll another splif (Gllllt)

Fifty on the neck, fifty on the wrist (On the what?)

Like how a nigga goin' slick (Uh-huh)

Run up on me then you know it’s clicked (Baow)

Send him up to God, tell him, «Make a wish»

Then I’m callin' on the fifth (Gllllt)

Cut a nigga 'cause he dead weight, uh

Brody still movin' plays (Gllllt)

Shoot a nigga then I skip states (Huh?)

I don’t got time to play (Huh?)

Pocket watchin' get you shot (Baow)

, then I throw my Glock

Call up Gwuapo with the FN (Woo)

Now who know who really fit your block (Gllllt)