RealYungPhil, Dylvinci - Dead Faces lyrics
[RealYungPhil, Dylvinci - Dead Faces lyrics]
Dylvinci got the code!
I fell in love with them dead faces (damn)
They gon' tell you it's all love
Niggas dead hatin' (damn, uh)
Told these niggas fuck that waitin
Niggas been patient (damn, what the fuck?)
I know they hate to see us winning
Tell these niggas face it (stupid)
I'm in the foreign and it's spacious
Don't get shit mistaken (broke)
My brother riding with a, pew
Aim it at your face, bitch
(damn) so much real shit on the line
I don't got time for faking (no, no, no)
So much Margi's in my closet
You thought I was Maison (what, what, what)
Bitch I'm baby I think it's
Crazy you can't raise me
Ok these niggas talking down
But they just can't phase mе (no, no, no)
I really thought you was my mans
Why you moving shady? (what the fuck?)
It ain't more Bеnji's then I'm skating
You thought I was (what)
Ain't no squares in my circle
But you knew that (damn)
Random niggas hating on me now
And I'm like who that? (what the fuck)
Ok these niggas really frontin'
Tell 'em move back (like bro)
They see I'm up
And niggas stuck like how he do that
(what the fuck?)
Damn, shit fuck, damn, damn, what?
Damn, damn, what?
Damn, YungPhil (pew, pew-pew)
I fell in love with them dead faces (damn)
They gon' tell you it's all love
Niggas dead hatin' (damn, uh)
Told these niggas fuck that waitin
Niggas been patient (damn, what the fuck?)
I know they hate to see us winning
Tell these niggas face it (stupid)
I'm in the foreign and it's spacious
Don't get shit mistaken (broke)
My brother riding with a, pew
Aim it at your face, bitch
(damn) so much real shit on the line
I don't got time for faking (no, no, no)
So much Margi's in my closet
You thought I was Maison (what, what, what)
Bitch I'm baby I think it's
Crazy you can't raise me
I fell in love with them dead faces (damn)
They gon' tell you it's all love
Niggas dead hatin' (damn, uh)
Told these niggas fuck that waitin
Niggas been patient (damn, what the fuck?)
I know they hate to see us winning
Tell these niggas face it (stupid)
I'm in the foreign and it's spacious
Don't get shit mistaken (broke)
My brother riding with a, pew
Aim it at your face, bitch
(damn) so much real shit on the line
I don't got time for faking (no, no, no)
So much Margi's in my closet
You thought I was Maison (what, what, what)
Bitch I'm baby I think it's
Crazy you can't raise me
Ok these niggas talking down
But they just can't phase mе (no, no, no)
I really thought you was my mans
Why you moving shady? (what the fuck?)
It ain't more Bеnji's then I'm skating
You thought I was (what)
Ain't no squares in my circle
But you knew that (damn)
Random niggas hating on me now
And I'm like who that? (what the fuck)
Ok these niggas really frontin'
Tell 'em move back (like bro)
They see I'm up
And niggas stuck like how he do that
(what the fuck?)
Damn, shit fuck, damn, damn, what?
Damn, damn, what?
Damn, YungPhil (pew, pew-pew)
I fell in love with them dead faces (damn)
They gon' tell you it's all love
Niggas dead hatin' (damn, uh)
Told these niggas fuck that waitin
Niggas been patient (damn, what the fuck?)
I know they hate to see us winning
Tell these niggas face it (stupid)
I'm in the foreign and it's spacious
Don't get shit mistaken (broke)
My brother riding with a, pew
Aim it at your face, bitch
(damn) so much real shit on the line
I don't got time for faking (no, no, no)
So much Margi's in my closet
You thought I was Maison (what, what, what)
Bitch I'm baby I think it's
Crazy you can't raise me