Idontknowjeffery - Dead & Gone lyrics
[Idontknowjeffery - Dead & Gone lyrics]
Yeah, nigga, mic check, nigga, uhh
Yeah, nigga (yuh) , know where we going (yo)
EP six, let's get it
I rap like I got sickle cell, sick as hell
(hell) i might get sent to hell
(hell) , but I don't give a hell (hell)
And is that fear I smell (yeah)
Fear smell just like Taco Bell (bell)
My hoe became a police officer
I'm fucking 12 (12)
I'm immature as well
(yeah) , act like I'm fucking twelve (yeah)
She think she All That I
Cancelled her like Keenan Kel (bye)
And God know me well
(yo) , I'm not an infidel (yo)
Like Kevin Gates they kicked my
Face outside of Heavens Gates
I went to hell I couldn't wait
I had to go and escape
And then I got away and now I float in space
(yeah) these niggas want me dead (dead)
They want me dead and gone (gone)
They want me sent to hell
But I keep coming home
The fuck you on the fuck you
Put inside my fucking bong
I'm smoking strong mane I thought
Y'all niggas fucking on yeah
Sticks and stones jeffery stuck in stone
I'm trying to do this B-IG
Just like I'm Puffy Combs
I'm in the end zone you in the friend zone
I bet my New York bitch gon'
Pull up with some Timbs on (watch)
I'm higher than a drone i'm in the ozone
Girl get your hustle on Jeffery
Put his hoes on
Damn it feel good to be a rap nigga
Look at all these hoes tryna
Fit in the picture
Niggas want me dead like I'm Adolf Hitler
If I die climb out the grave like Thriller
(lets go)
All my friends are dead just like Uzi said
(right)
Money over bitches Ima choose the bread
(right)
Ay Fuck I look like tryna be a newlywed (uh)
The only time I go to court
Is if it's for divorce (yea)
-Ay bruh real talk bruh y'all rap
Niggas need to know bruh
I got enough kids bruh stop
Biting off me bruh
I ain't got no mo' no more
Room for no more sons mane
Child support higher than a bitch
Bruh y'all niggas got me
Fucked up bruh y'all better
Go copy someone else
These niggas want me dead
They want me dead and gone
They want me sent to hell
But I keep coming home
Damn it feel good to be a pimp
She wanna hit the blunt but
She keep getting skipped
She took me out to lunch I ordered shrimp
And I ain't buy the food or
The drinks or the tip
You want me Dead And Gone
Like Justin like TIP
These blue faced hundreds mane
My money bank crip
Go sign to Above get ya silly ass ripped
(off)
If I go to hell thats a well deserved trip
(lets go)
If I go to hell I ain't even trippin'
I pull up to Hell's Kitchen and wash dishes
Invite a couple bitches to fuck Satan
He downstairs waiting
He waiting with some patients
These niggas want me dead
They want me dead and gone
They want me sent to hell
But I keep coming home
EP Six motherfucker
Yeah, nigga (yuh) , know where we going (yo)
EP six, let's get it
I rap like I got sickle cell, sick as hell
(hell) i might get sent to hell
(hell) , but I don't give a hell (hell)
And is that fear I smell (yeah)
Fear smell just like Taco Bell (bell)
My hoe became a police officer
I'm fucking 12 (12)
I'm immature as well
(yeah) , act like I'm fucking twelve (yeah)
She think she All That I
Cancelled her like Keenan Kel (bye)
And God know me well
(yo) , I'm not an infidel (yo)
Like Kevin Gates they kicked my
Face outside of Heavens Gates
I went to hell I couldn't wait
I had to go and escape
And then I got away and now I float in space
(yeah) these niggas want me dead (dead)
They want me dead and gone (gone)
They want me sent to hell
But I keep coming home
The fuck you on the fuck you
Put inside my fucking bong
I'm smoking strong mane I thought
Y'all niggas fucking on yeah
Sticks and stones jeffery stuck in stone
I'm trying to do this B-IG
Just like I'm Puffy Combs
I'm in the end zone you in the friend zone
I bet my New York bitch gon'
Pull up with some Timbs on (watch)
I'm higher than a drone i'm in the ozone
Girl get your hustle on Jeffery
Put his hoes on
Damn it feel good to be a rap nigga
Look at all these hoes tryna
Fit in the picture
Niggas want me dead like I'm Adolf Hitler
If I die climb out the grave like Thriller
(lets go)
All my friends are dead just like Uzi said
(right)
Money over bitches Ima choose the bread
(right)
Ay Fuck I look like tryna be a newlywed (uh)
The only time I go to court
Is if it's for divorce (yea)
-Ay bruh real talk bruh y'all rap
Niggas need to know bruh
I got enough kids bruh stop
Biting off me bruh
I ain't got no mo' no more
Room for no more sons mane
Child support higher than a bitch
Bruh y'all niggas got me
Fucked up bruh y'all better
Go copy someone else
These niggas want me dead
They want me dead and gone
They want me sent to hell
But I keep coming home
Damn it feel good to be a pimp
She wanna hit the blunt but
She keep getting skipped
She took me out to lunch I ordered shrimp
And I ain't buy the food or
The drinks or the tip
You want me Dead And Gone
Like Justin like TIP
These blue faced hundreds mane
My money bank crip
Go sign to Above get ya silly ass ripped
(off)
If I go to hell thats a well deserved trip
(lets go)
If I go to hell I ain't even trippin'
I pull up to Hell's Kitchen and wash dishes
Invite a couple bitches to fuck Satan
He downstairs waiting
He waiting with some patients
These niggas want me dead
They want me dead and gone
They want me sent to hell
But I keep coming home
EP Six motherfucker