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bbno$ Ft Lil Toe – deadman Lyrics

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March 6, 2023

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bbno$ Ft Lil Toe – deadman Lyrics

deadman Lyrics By bbno$ Ft Lil Toe

[Intro: bbno$]
Pew, pew, pew
I’m shooting diamonds, bitch

[Chorus: bbno$]
I’m a deadman, ’cause I’m chasing money ’til I drop
I’m a bread man, stacking all this money ’til I climb
I’m a businessman, I’ll take the consultation if I flop
If I spend the bag I’ll double up and hit the slingshot
I’m a deadman, ’cause I’m chasing money ’til I drop
I’m a bread man, stacking all this money ’til I climb
I’m a businessman, I’ll take the consultation if I flop
If I spend the bag I’ll double up and hit the slingshot, yeah (Skr)
[Verse 1: bbno$]
Vasodilation, getting money off a pill, yeah
Know my ‘drenaline’s running ’cause I do this for the thrill (Thrill)
Baby, why your neck so cold, I put that on the grill (Grill)
Dinner with your thottie, then I leave her with the bill
Run it back, here, run it back, there, everywhere
Grays on my hair, bomb lit, huh, Lumiere
Pop up on your bitch ’cause she said she love my skincare
L straight to W’s, I’m pulling up from daycare
Ain’t fair, saying I ain’t fair, check my long check
Melting in the sun, sipping Henny, it’s a nightmare
Footwear, high socks, gel sole, let it stress
Fuck exaggeration, let me take you on a timelapse
Three years since I’ve started rapping ’bout three hundred tracks
Two years since I’ve started seeing profit, I’ll relax
Last year, tour the world, flying out, I’m at the LAX
Next year, fuck a deal, my momma know I never cap

[Chorus: bbno$ & Lil Toe]
I’m a deadman, ’cause I’m chasing money ’til I drop
I’m a bread man, stacking all this money ’til 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 ’til I drop
I’m a bread man, stacking all this money ’til 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)

[Verse 2: Lil Toe]
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 shop
‘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 blucky, 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 (Bitch)
Gold on my neck, 10k looking heavy
Double D on my tag, got extendos on the semi
My lil’ brodie, he’ll go get it, he might get shot off the Henny
He might wanna shake your buns, but until 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
But you ain’t robbing me, bitch, you got it all wrong