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Deaththa k!d - Woah (intro) (feat. Blank The Artist) Lyrics



Deaththa k!d - Woah (intro) (feat. Blank The Artist) Lyrics
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Woah
D
T
K
Reaper
Gang
Woah
Woah
My taste to expensive
I pay them expenses
I came from them trenches
Now I'm gettin the riches
Im counting them digits
Versace the ridges
I lose em on the pivot
They hate the way I live it
These Niggas mad I make em livid
Cuz the way I kill it
That's why I gotta get a switch
That's why I gotta peel it
That's why I get the banana clip to make them niggas feel it
Beat them pussies up ain't that how you supposed to treat it
Treat it like a game keep playin till I beat it
Imma always win even when I get defeated
That's my nindo way and you better believe it
Running to success and I won't stop till I see it
I'm trynna hit the islands and I'm trynna hit the beaches
I'm trynna see them foreigns and I'm trynna see them peaches
I'm trynna buy straight out say f*ck all them leases
I'm trynna make my heart cold fend of them leaches
The money the cars the hoes the clothes
I know it's all coming so I strike me a pose
I do what I do and I stay ten toes
I keep my chin up and keep a clean nose
But that's as far as they know
They don't know I'm cut throat
Love to stay and lay low
Catch 'em lackin die slow
I play halos
Dance wit demons
Take souls
Die if I say so
Cuz I pay the right pasos
Treat it like a game keep playin till I beat it
Imma always win even when I get defeated
That's my nindo way and you better believe it
Running to success and I won't stop till I see it
I'm trynna hit the islands and I'm trynna hit the beaches
I'm trynna see them foreigns and I'm trynna see them peaches
I'm trynna buy straight out say f*ck all them leases
I'm trynna make my heart cold fend of them leaches
Tryna get my money babygirl but you can't add it up
Baby is a model and she Gon f*ck if I look good enough
Yes I got her stuck and I broke her heart cause I don't give a f*ck
Man Blank done got it out the f*cking mud and he ain't get no love
Ugh
Out of the jam but I am still in the race
I took a perc to the dick now I can't feel my face
Momma said stop taking drugs I might just die someday
Told ma I'll slow down but im just saving face
No we ain't beefing brodie a crash out
He the same nigga can't fight glock 43 when it back out
Opps for a reason no we don't stand down
I got soldiers on that black but they ain't on that playground
100k upon my neck diamonds like a lake now
Backdoor me a couple opps it's the shorty shakedown
Back the pape out stunting on my ex when I hit the bank now
Talking bout the best that's in the city bitch you know it's blank now
Treat it like a game keep playin till I beat it
Imma always win even when I get defeated
That's my nindo way and you better believe it
Running to success and I won't stop till I see it
I'm trynna hit the islands and I'm trynna hit the beaches
I'm trynna see them foreigns and I'm trynna see them peaches
I'm trynna buy straight out say f*ck all them leases
I'm trynna make my heart cold fend of them leaches
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Woah
D
T
K
Reaper
Gang
Woah
Woah
My taste to expensive
I pay them expenses
I came from them trenches
Now I'm gettin the riches
Im counting them digits
Versace the ridges
I lose em on the pivot
They hate the way I live it
These Niggas mad I make em livid
Cuz the way I kill it
That's why I gotta get a switch
That's why I gotta peel it
That's why I get the banana clip to make them niggas feel it
Beat them pussies up ain't that how you supposed to treat it
Treat it like a game keep playin till I beat it
Imma always win even when I get defeated
That's my nindo way and you better believe it
Running to success and I won't stop till I see it
I'm trynna hit the islands and I'm trynna hit the beaches
I'm trynna see them foreigns and I'm trynna see them peaches
I'm trynna buy straight out say f*ck all them leases
I'm trynna make my heart cold fend of them leaches
The money the cars the hoes the clothes
I know it's all coming so I strike me a pose
I do what I do and I stay ten toes
I keep my chin up and keep a clean nose
But that's as far as they know
They don't know I'm cut throat
Love to stay and lay low
Catch 'em lackin die slow
I play halos
Dance wit demons
Take souls
Die if I say so
Cuz I pay the right pasos
Treat it like a game keep playin till I beat it
Imma always win even when I get defeated
That's my nindo way and you better believe it
Running to success and I won't stop till I see it
I'm trynna hit the islands and I'm trynna hit the beaches
I'm trynna see them foreigns and I'm trynna see them peaches
I'm trynna buy straight out say f*ck all them leases
I'm trynna make my heart cold fend of them leaches
Tryna get my money babygirl but you can't add it up
Baby is a model and she Gon f*ck if I look good enough
Yes I got her stuck and I broke her heart cause I don't give a f*ck
Man Blank done got it out the f*cking mud and he ain't get no love
Ugh
Out of the jam but I am still in the race
I took a perc to the dick now I can't feel my face
Momma said stop taking drugs I might just die someday
Told ma I'll slow down but im just saving face
No we ain't beefing brodie a crash out
He the same nigga can't fight glock 43 when it back out
Opps for a reason no we don't stand down
I got soldiers on that black but they ain't on that playground
100k upon my neck diamonds like a lake now
Backdoor me a couple opps it's the shorty shakedown
Back the pape out stunting on my ex when I hit the bank now
Talking bout the best that's in the city bitch you know it's blank now
Treat it like a game keep playin till I beat it
Imma always win even when I get defeated
That's my nindo way and you better believe it
Running to success and I won't stop till I see it
I'm trynna hit the islands and I'm trynna hit the beaches
I'm trynna see them foreigns and I'm trynna see them peaches
I'm trynna buy straight out say f*ck all them leases
I'm trynna make my heart cold fend of them leaches
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Writer: Blank Artist, Alexander Jones
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