"CELLPHONEDEAD" lyrics

Yeah
Bitch, uh

Cellphone still dead from two nights ago
Bitches lookin' at my face like they seen a ghost
No [?], but my niggas still know
Lil' chain in my pocket, I ain't sellin' coke
All black shades, fresh up out the thrift store
I be posted, we be skatin', nigga, ain't no joke
Kickflips, heelflips, nigga, robbin' bitches
Terrorist Gang, bitch, [?] trill like Pimp C
Tie my shoestrings up tight before I head to school
Marijuana smoke in the car, cruisin' hard
Late nights, Broad Street, we be posted up
Dark shades on, creepin' out those pretty sluts

Deep pockets, I'm super broke, niggas jackin'
Deep pockets, I'm super broke, niggas jackin'
Deep pockets, I'm super broke, niggas jackin'
With all the poser shit, nigga, you's a fag
Deep pockets, I'm super broke, niggas jackin'
Deep pockets, I'm super broke, niggas jackin'
Deep pockets, I'm super broke, niggas jackin'
With all the poser shit, nigga, you's a fag

Spit fire flame, nigga, what's my fuckin' name?
Black Kray, he ain't shit but a skatin' bitch
Fakie Halfcab Heels, nigga, in my sleep
Wakin' up around one, party 'round at twelve
Same Black and Mild lit, talkin' to his bitch
Nice eyes, pretty skin, hair in the wind
I'm just a skater ass nigga from the DMV
Dread head ass niggas, call me Skateboard T
Pussy poppin', while she smokin' cancer
Lookin' cool as fuck, mobbin' with these bad sluts
Nigga what the fuck is up?
Fuck swaggin', we be steezin', what the fuck is up? Bitch

Niggas jackin'
Deep pockets, super broke, niggas jackin'
Super broke, niggas jackin'
Fuck all the poser shit, nigga, you's a fag
Nigga you's a fuckin' fag
You be posing like a bitch with that jackin' shit