Yeat - Dead Rising lyrics

Clibbo, you're crazy for this one!
Oogie Mane killed it (Haha)
I'm working on dying okay, okay (yeah)

They be fuckin' with the sauce so I
Told 'em to keep on holdin' on
Cookin' inside of the studio
Shit like a fuckin' La Croix though
If I go up to the top and get rich
Then I'm puttin' my bros on
I know that you broke and it's funny 'cause
My money is more than what you got

Yeah, yeah, ridin' around in the city
No time but I'm checkin' my Hublot (Skrrt)
Takin' a look inside of my bank, I got money
I got a whole lot of them zeroes (Bitch)
Fuck it
Can still rap about of the shit they don't do
But you really think they a hero (Wow)
Bitch, I feel like a dolphin
Inside of the water
The way I just slid in your daughtеr
No, I don't need you, believe mе
You can just check the
Receipts from your girl, what I bought her
Yeah, I was broke from
The receipts, all swag, i feel taller
As you can see that I
Do what I muh'fuckin' want
No, I don't care bout the followers
Big bad bitch ask me, yeah, what I want
I told her all of it
Smokin' when I turn up, turn up
Told 'em I'm not turnin' up
I got Percs, exotic tone, yeah
I got my money long
Yeah, miss me with that loan (Okay)
Yeah, bitch, I'm coming home (Okay)
No, I don't wear VLONE
Money tall like a gnome (Okay)
Yeah, the beat is from Oogie and Clibbo
You know I can't do bad
Yeah, they seein' the way that I move and
They ask me how do I do that for sure
I walk inside of the mall and
I got me a new bag
Alright, when I told him to hear
He came back with a big bag
Yeah, if you know me
You know I ain't going out bad
This smoke in my lung got me feelin' my chest
Out for a week, no, I don't never rest
Playin' this shit like a game like chess
I rock the Vetement, swear this no gas
I'm bout to come from the money, my plan
I hit from the back, you can hear what I said
We goin' up for real, no
I'm not signing no deal, no
She lookin' back with her head on my libs
She said "What's your deal?"
No, no, no, this don't make no sense
Yeah, when I fell, I fell through, through
Through go, go
Go outside today and tell 'em it's real
Yeah, I know it's sad for you
I won't pay for you
Inside the mall it's pay-per-view
Brand new wave, brand new man for you
Get it, get it, this whip was made for two
Real baby, so hop out the cradle for you
Goin' crazy, got molly
I'm seein' right through
I just got the bank and
I'm turnt in the stu', yeah

They be fuckin' with the sauce and I
Told 'em to keep on holdin' on
Cookin' inside of the studio
Shit like a fuckin' La Croix though
If I go up to the top and get rich
Then I'm puttin' my bros on
I know that you broke and it's funny 'cause
My money is more than what you got