"Dead Presidents" lyrics
"Dead Presidents"
All these dead presidents, my clientele excellent
Say my dope magnificent, narcotics got me really rich
Dirty dead presidents, can get you any bougie bitch
I done blew a bag and got it back, I ain't new to this
Trapping get you rich, dead presidents, blood on it, dirty money
I been booming since a kid
Trapping got me rich, booming since a jit
Blood on it, dirty money got me balling like a bitch
My Diego sent that yayo, now I'm stacking up my legos
He play round with my pesos, hit my killer, he on payroll
He gone do it if I say so, and get mad when I say no
Draco make your face go, it go boom, that's a case closed
Wocky my cup overflow, my trap like the corner store
Junkies in and out, ain't no drought we baby Mexico
Bricks, and they white as snow
Know too much to go back broke
Cause I know how to flip a bow
And get some mo from cross the globe
Worked hard for this shit, was robbing niggas hitting them licks
Now these bitches on my dick just eat it up
Ain't tryin to kiss (nope)
I might bring a Lambo to the hood just because I feel so
Niggas been out trapping for some years but they still broke
Diamonds in my ear lobe
My neck, my wrist, and teeth froze
18 I let stick go, fuck school, serve bows
Started with an O then all of a sudden I got 100 mo
Same week they all gone, damn I need some fuckin mo
Cash out some shit fuck the cost bitch I'm rich
I was down broke on my dick, ain't nobody give me shit
I was asking for a favor, they'll hide they hand quick
Years later I'm Big Cootie, what the fuck you saying bitch
All I want is mulla, bling bling, where my jeweler
Hit the club, got my entourage, we deep as hell with shootas
If you trappin, robbing, scamming you get money I salute you
You a stranger, I can't serve you
Know the folks will try to do you
All these dead presidents, my clientele excellent
Say my dope magnificent, narcotics got me really rich
Dirty dead presidents, can get you any bougie bitch
I done blew a bag and got it back, I ain't new to this
Trapping get you rich, dead presidents, blood on it, dirty money
I been booming since a kid
Trapping got me rich, booming since a jit
Blood on it, dirty money got me balling like a bitch
Writer(s): Randarius Caruthers, Raheem Williams
- AZLyrics
- C
- Cootie Lyrics
album:
"Welcome To The Trap" (2022)
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