Lyrics bbno$ – deadman ft. lil toe

bbno$ – deadman ft. lil toe Lyrics
Pew, pew, pew
I’m shooting diamonds, bitch

I’m a deadman, ‘cause I’m chasing money till I drop
I’m a bread man, stacking all this money till I climb
I’m a businessman, I’ll take the consultation if I flop
If I spend the bag I’ll double up and hit the slingshot
I’m a deadman, ‘cause I’m chasing money till I drop
I’m a bread man, stacking all this money till I climb
I’m a businessman, I’ll take the consultation if I flop
If I spend the bag I’ll double up and hit the slingshot, yeah (skr)

[?] Getting money off a pill, yeah
Know my drills not running ‘cause I do that for the thrill (thrill)
Baby, why your neck so cold, I put that on the grill (grill)
[?] With your thottie then I leave it for the [?] Run it back, yeah, I’m running back, here, everywhere
Greys on my hair, bomb lit, huh [?] Pop out on your bitch ‘cause she said she love my skincare
L straight to WS, I’m pulling up from [?] Ain’t fake, saying I ain’t fake, check my long check
Mountain in the Sun, sipping Henny, that’s a nightmare
Full [?], hot sauce, [?] let it stress
Fuck exaggeration, let me take you on a time-lapse
Three years since I’ve started rapping ‘bout three hundred tracks
Two years since I’ve started seeing profit, on me [?] Last year, tour the world, flying out, I’m at the lax
Next year, fuck a deal, my momma know I never cap

I’m a deadman, ‘cause I’m chasing money till I drop
I’m a bread man, stacking all this money till I climb
I’m a businessman, I’ll take the consultation if I flop
If I spend the bag I’ll double up and hit the slingshot
I’m a deadman, ‘cause I’m chasing money till I drop
I’m a bread man, stacking all this money till I climb
I’m a businessman, I’ll take the consultation if I flop
If I spend the bag I’ll double up and hit the slingshot (ayy)

You a deadman, run a motherfucker, get shot
Hundred rounds in the drum, hollow tips get you dropped
Hundred thousand on my bank, I’ma use that just to shot
Till the shawty wrap around me, put me in the leglock (ayy)
Pussy feel like Gyrados, I ain’t got no protection
I just need some [?] I’m not tryna show affection (no)
Buddy think he sick but them opinions are subjective (ayy)
Standing fucking low ‘cause I’m not tryna get directions
Gold on my neck, 10k looking heavy
Double d on my tag, got the standard on a semi
My little brodie, he’ll go get it, he might get shot off the Henny
[?] Shake your buns [?] like every penny
I’m a rich man, now this ‘bout to foreign up the lot
I’m a sick man, now this keep on doggin’ bitches raw
I’m a lit man, all this jewelry I got on
Bitch, you ain’t robbing me, bitch, you got it all wrong

I’m a deadman, ‘cause I chase the money till I drop
I’m a bread man, stacking all this money till I climb
I’m a businessman, I’ll take the consultation if I flop
If I spend the bag I’ll double up and hit the slingshot
I’m a deadman, ‘cause I chase the money till I drop
I’m a bread man, stacking all this money till I climb
I’m a businessman, I’ll take the consultation if I flop
If I spend the bag I’ll double up and hit the slingshot, yeah

Skr
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