Get Deady - Fivio Foreign ft. 41

Letra de Get Deady - Fivio Foreign

INFORMACIÓN DEL SENCILLO:

​"Get Deady"​ es una canción interpretada por ​Fivio Foreign junto a 41, publicada en el álbum Pain & Love 2

Fecha de lanzamiento: 15 de diciembre del año 2023. 

Letra Get Deady - Fivio Foreign

(AyoAA)

(Verbxse made this beat)

Grrah


Yo, stop, I'm off a pill

Don't ask, I don't know how to chill

Niggas is dyin' for keepin' it real

I ain't scared to go drillin', I know how it feel (I did)

He catch a body, I'm payin' his bills

She a baddie, she paintin' her nails (I won)

2018, I was playin' the field

Don't none of these niggas you say I'ma kill (Bitch)

Off drugs, I'm gettin' hungry

I took a Perc' and it give me the munchies (Munchies)

No sleep, I'm feelin' grumpy

Fuck up my time and I'm way out the country

I'm a dub, I'm pullin' dumpy

She fell in love, shorty is clumsy

I tell G, "Come and give me a punchy"

Gun in my pocket, got me feelin' comfy

I'm the first nigga go in a deli

I'm the first nigga call bitches wetty (Wetty)

None of these niggas don't give me no credy

But one of these niggas gon' give me some bready

I tell shorty, "Come give me the necky"

Try to leave her but she didn't let me

If you tatted my name then you sexy

Mix the Percocet with the Pepsi


Yo, stop, I'm off a pill, yeah, huh, get deady

Yo, stop, I'm off a pill, yeah, get deady

Yo, stop, I'm off a pill, uh, get deady

Yo, stop, I'm off a pill, yeah, get deady


Perky bustin', I'm itchin' my skin

Do not think I ain't good 'cause I am not alright (Am not alright)

Like, okay, who tryna cyph'? (Who tryna cyph'?)

Who tryna smoke on a body tonight? (Body)

Like, yo, Fiv', throw five

Push up on me, think he tryna die (He tryna die)

Move on my doley, I don't need a— (Don't need a—)

Move on my doley, I don't need a try

Stop, stop, I'm tryna fuck

She got the jat, with a tat on her butt (That way)

Pop a Perc', It's unlimited rump

Thoot on my body, she wanna get drunk (Say she wanna get lit)

Took a bean with saliva

I got Sheik, I do not need a driver (Driver)

Like, three G's in the back of the Charger

Jah Woo, up that fire (Jah Woo)

Yo, Kush, come out

If I can't get him doley, just throw at the crowd (Okay)

He tried to party, got sent to the clouds

And if I missed a shot, then I'm bendin' around (What the fuck?)

Push up, push up on me, I'm gunnin' him down

Pistol bullets is barkin' (Grrah, grrah), grrah, I'm in love with the sound


Yo, stop, I'm off a pill, yeah, huh, get deady

Yo, stop, I'm off a pill, yeah, get deady

Yo, stop, I'm off a pill, uh, get deady

Yo, stop, I'm off a pill, yeah, get deady


Fivi' said mix the Perky with Pepsi

Well, I'm in the cut mixin' Wocky with Sprite

I might shoot at his feet, make a nigga get light (Boom)

Why would you come to the gunfight with a knife? (Grrah, boom)

She let me fuck, he jack her, ask his wife

'Cause I got a bitch, she only get one night

Like, opps in the party, but I got my— (Boom)

Like, opps in the party, but I got my pipe (Grrah, boom)

Since she dissin' she got me pissed off

Why these opp niggas doin' my dick for?

He was dissin', that's what he got hit for

Bitch, I'm the Ripp, so I'm droppin' the pitchfork

Bitch, I'm with Fivi' with two German bitches

It's crazy as fuck, we met em' at the deli

And you know she got wap, no fetty

Two guns in my bag, that shit heavy

I'm at the table, takin' niggas plate

When I back out my knocker, niggas meet they fate

Thooties all on my dick, I tell em, "It's too late"

And I make her hold the G whe we go on dates

And I let this knocker take 'em on a date

Red dot, I'm aimin' for his face

Bitch on my body, like give me some space

If he step out of line, we put him in his place, bitch


Choppers are singin' like it was a opera (Opera)

If he run, put the beam on his partner

Bitch, if it's five in the game, I'm a starter

She on my dick, she wanna be Ms. Carter

He want static, bullets gon' spark him (Grrah, grrah)

Bitch, I can't go nowhere without my armor (Armor)

Move with an army, got different artillery (Grrah, grrah)

My diamonds is dancin', It's goin'—

Yo Fivi, like what? Tell them we really have readies and deadies

Bitch, I get bready, I get to the fetty (Fetty)

If he lookin' for beef, we gon' aim for his belly (Bitch)

Like, I'm with TaTa, he came with a— (Came with a—, came with a—)

Like, I'm with TaTa, he came with a knocker

Like, I bet I'm opp spotter

He tried to push up, we put him in—


Yo, stop, I'm off a pill, yeah, huh, get deady

Yo, stop, I'm off a pill, yeah, get deady

Yo, stop, I'm off a pill, uh, get deady

Yo, stop, I'm off a pill, yeah, get deady

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