[Lyric] Dead people (Flash Milla)

By: Flash Milla
[Hook] – [Flash Milla & Twy]
Whip the fuckin brick on sight (killin niggas on sight)
I might steel ur bitch tonight (Lil mama on sight)
Buy the fuckkng whip on sight (rob you niggas on sight)
Wife her one night Damn I might (fuck the plug on sight)
Whip the fuckin brick on sight (fuck the plug on sight)
I might steel ur bitch tonight (pimpin bitches on sight)
Buy the fuckkng whip on sight (pimp ur bitches on sight)
Wife her one night Damn I might

[Verse 1] – [Flash Milla]
Flash Milla smokin dead people rite up out the coffin
Walkin dead nigga dead people rite up in my pocket
I’m the one Tracy mcgrady when he played for the rockets
Countin money made her eyes pop rite up out the socket
I got hitches in my swimming pool
Water fall grеy goose
Shooters in the track suits
Juggеrs in they jug suits
Bitches in they bathing suits
Soldiers in the army boots
Not goin no where without my troops
A bunch of niggas down to shoot
Gang gang gang
Shit we do it for the gang
I’m the only one left, ima make ur brains hang
Ya i do it for the money but i do it for the fame
If I see you on sight
Pistol whip you damn I might
Told my nigga breezy send my nigga skrap a fucking kite
Call me in the morning ima have the transfer done at night
Ain no waitin hesitating man we do this shit on sight
On sight on sight down to take a nigga life on sight
[Hook] – [Flash Milla & Twy]
Whip the fuckin brick on sight (killin niggas on sight)
I might steel ur bitch tonight (Lil mama on sight)
Buy the fuckkng whip on sight (rob you niggas on sight)
Wife her one night Damn I might (fuck the plug on sight)
Whip the fuckin brick on sight (fuck the plug on sight)
I might steel ur bitch tonight (pimpin bitches on sight)
Buy the fuckkng whip on sight (pimp ur bitches on sight)
Wife her one night Damn I might
[Verse 2] – [Twy]
Uhh, if I get the chance ima shoot first
I can't fake the funk, this ain't rehearsed
100k out the bitch, its all the purse
They say you can't make it out my hood
Im trying to beat the case
I can't play with you niggas
I got shit to lose
Now a days everybody think they bullet proof
Step up in the club, I got my stickon me

[Verse 3] – [Flash Milla]
Niggas try to fucking air me
They be hating on me clearly
Does ur lady want my baby
All these feelings you emotional
Remind me of a bitch
Niggas get emotional out of nowhere
Then they switch
Money be my motivation
Im just trying to stay rich
My own homies try to do me
Like im Money Making Mitch
I am Neo in the matrix
This a fucking glitch
My own homies try to do me
Like im Money Making Mitch
I am Neo in the fuckin matrix
This a fucking glitch