Twisted Insane, King Iso, Redro Killson, Qiayz La Beastress - Fade lyrics

Fuck your life, I need your life
Nigga, take that

I need your fade, nigga
You better not close your eyes
When it's time to die
I need your motherfuckin' fade, nigga
(Fade, nigga, fade, nigga, fade, nigga)
I need your fade, nigga
You better not close your eyes
When it's time to die
I need your motherfuckin' fade, nigga
(Fade, nigga)
Bitch nigga, come catch a fade!
Bitch nigga, come catch a fade!
Pussy nigga, come catch a fade!

My niggas this trick is all up in my face
Talkin' 'bout she never heard
My motherfuckin' name
I'm like "Are ou serious?
You never heard Qiayz?"
Same hoes quartered in my pussier days
Same hoes approachin' me when I
Get off the stage
I don't really care how these
Bitches know my name
'Cause, I'm killin' 'em anyways
I do not fill up no bitch
Unless it is a bitch
I be whippin' when I take
Your bitch to the ditches
And I take her spirit
Right outta her feelings
You layin' and shiverin'
I stomp her chin and that's how
I make bitches witness my wickedness
I do not care, I am aware
These bitches is scared, these niggas is dead
We the new brand, Brainsick, nigga
Where is my head?

I need your fade, nigga
You better not close your eyes
When it's time to die
I need your motherfuckin' fade, nigga
(Fade, nigga, fade, nigga, fade, nigga)
I need your fade, nigga
You better not close your eyes
When it's time to die
I need your motherfuckin' fade, nigga
(Fade, nigga)
Bitch nigga, come catch a fade!
Bitch nigga, come catch a fade!
Pussy nigga, come catch a fade!

Pullin' out the liquor that I
Drink and a ganja blood, I'm never wolfin'
You could be what you wanna
Writing with the heater on me
He's in a sauna
Smokin' like the presidential green to Obama
Sick of the niggas who wanna be
Comin' at me with the drama
I don't be givin' a
Fuck about anyone, please, you're a goner
Take the body parts are ideas of the donor
But, I really want the fade like
Black jeans in a washer
The dream that'll haunt ya
If anybody try me though
'Cause, I be on the type of
Zone that's ratchet hoes or microphones
You talk until your life is gone
And pop a bunch of Ibuprofen
I don't know if I could go
Another day with rifles loaded
Jesus, homie, I just quoted
I don't know what happened slap a nigga
People told me I was only rappin'
Caught him at his show and had to whop him
He was yappin' blood all over me and don't
Nobody know what happened
Ghost Town Gangsta if anybody askin'
Ride around dolo in a bucket with a ratchet
Fake fuckboy like a dick that's plastic
He ain't been seen in a while, Jeffrey Atkins
Take your bitch and eat the pussy good
Messy napkin
See me with a bitch and take a hit
You better ask him
Sick of niggas trippin' on a bitch
That's some wack shit she be gettin' flipped
Like reciprocal fractions
Sick of niggas wolfin' on the internet
Go dumb on a nigga, no intellect
Put him in a box like a cigarette
Your bitch wanna chew me
Like some Winterfresh
Fuck your rappin' ass niggas, blood
I been a vet
Hold up, pussy nigga, I ain't finished yet
Brainsick, nigga, and we been the best
Come and meet the devil, nigga, in the flesh
Nigga, catch a fade, nigga

I need your fade, nigga
You better not close your eyes
When it's time to die
I need your motherfuckin' fade, nigga
(Fade, nigga, fade, nigga, fade, nigga)
I need your fade, nigga
You better not close your eyes
When it's time to die
I need your motherfuckin' fade, nigga
(Fade, nigga)
Bitch nigga, come catch a fade!
Bitch nigga, come catch a fade!
Pussy nigga, come catch a fade!

Pull up on 'em with the
Heater up in the apartment
I don't wanna be the one to pull it
If I gotta do it, I'mma use the hands
Take 'em all up in the back and beat 'em
One on one and get it for they bands
I can pull the pistol on 'em but I rather
Put 'em on the ground like a man
Get up in the van been around the corner
Everybody lookin' for an ass whoopin'
Take a minute 'fore a nigga
Find about I got the right and left hook
And you shook when I hop up with
Nothin' but hands and you book
And I'm knockin' motherfuckers blocks off
These rocks hot and cookin'
Lookin' ass niggas and bitches never
Get up and say shit
Always on wolfin' disrespect but
Never with the Brainsick
Combination makin' everybody hit the ground
No AK shit
Just take 'em in the backyard when they
Act hard and I slay shit
Face it, ain't nobody Superman, nigga
That's real shit
They run up on a nigga like me
They best have grenades
I don't wanna hear another
Motherfuckin' word about
How you got straps and you clack, that's bull
Bitch, nigga, come catch a fade!

I need your fade, nigga
You better not close your eyes
When it's time to die
I need your motherfuckin' fade, nigga
(Fade, nigga, fade, nigga, fade, nigga)
I need your fade, nigga
You better not close your eyes
When it's time to die
I need your motherfuckin' fade, nigga
(Fade, nigga)
Bitch nigga, come catch a fade!