Sign, Dotted line
I don't gotta point to prove but I got point for prudes
Look to me for what's the move
You square can't wear pants goofy goob
Vows A E I O U, till it's Aye E I owe you
Stop asking for help we through
Go focus login project due
Looking at the sheets it's apparent there's a wage gap
Must have grown without a parent they all into age gap
Wanna get back in good graces praying counting days back
They messing with my pics knowing I won't go re-frame that
Drama and the work they jogging
So I give credit for noggin
It must take a lot extra space I know that durag hogging
Catch me cold I'm Hagan Dassin
Wanna cap a nig I'm Collin
Waiting with a fist up in the air if you come in dogging
Yeah dog days, wimpy kid always
You bold go get your bald fade
Slow motion growth go call Trey
Ugh yeah, Birdmane all tree of y'all concerning
It's Chegg they never learning
Redbox how they returning
I ain't read right,
Stopping on you red lights
You was really biting who feed you go get your head right
You the feds type
I can't mess with bread bites
Remember what my mama had told me
Don't speak on dead ight
I ain't read right,
Stopping on you red lights
You was really biting who feed you go get your head right
You the feds type
I can't mess with bread bites
Remember what my mama had told me
Don't speak on dead ight
Ain't a B-I-T-C-H
That be scoring in my league
The one they love to hate, carry on proceed
Came in the game slid made it look easy
Nicotine lips they addicted them breezys
Attention hut sluts, pull out my nun chucks
I played the back for a moment cause I never had to front
Don't quit yo day job just leave this rap shit to us
Doing deals on they pussy 40 dollars ain't enough
Gimmie six feet for you be 6 feet deep
Built like a Bugatti bitches built like a Jeep
Domino effect, bitches falling to they knees
When I pop out they repeat
Without me they not complete, you can't compete
I ain't read right,
Stopping on you red lights
You was really biting who feed you go get your head right
You the feds type
I can't mess with bread bites
Remember what my mama had told me
Don't speak on dead ight
I ain't read right,
Stopping on you red lights
You was really biting who feed you go get your head right
You the feds type
I can't mess with bread bites
Remember what my mama had told me
Don't speak on dead ight
You'll never catch me bowing less I'm in my prayer, namaste
Yeah I know that I can spar solo but P say nah imma stay
Constantly get showered in love lemme brag if I May
That should tell you who they be checking for Molly The Maid
I ain't read right,
Stopping on you red lights
You was really biting who feed you go get your head right
You the feds type
I can't mess with bread bites
Remember what my mama had told me
Don't speak on dead ight
I ain't read right,
Stopping on you red lights
You was really biting who feed you go get your head right
You the feds type
I can't mess with bread bites
Remember what my mama had told me
Don't speak on dead ight
Chassagne - DONT SPEAK ON DEAD (feat. Paris Melan) Lyrics
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English
Sign, Dotted line
I don't gotta point to prove but I got point for prudes
Look to me for what's the move
You square can't wear pants goofy goob
Vows A E I O U, till it's Aye E I owe you
Stop asking for help we through
Go focus login project due
Looking at the sheets it's apparent there's a wage gap
Must have grown without a parent they all into age gap
Wanna get back in good graces praying counting days back
They messing with my pics knowing I won't go re-frame that
Drama and the work they jogging
So I give credit for noggin
It must take a lot extra space I know that durag hogging
Catch me cold I'm Hagan Dassin
Wanna cap a nig I'm Collin
Waiting with a fist up in the air if you come in dogging
Yeah dog days, wimpy kid always
You bold go get your bald fade
Slow motion growth go call Trey
Ugh yeah, Birdmane all tree of y'all concerning
It's Chegg they never learning
Redbox how they returning
I ain't read right,
Stopping on you red lights
You was really biting who feed you go get your head right
You the feds type
I can't mess with bread bites
Remember what my mama had told me
Don't speak on dead ight
I ain't read right,
Stopping on you red lights
You was really biting who feed you go get your head right
You the feds type
I can't mess with bread bites
Remember what my mama had told me
Don't speak on dead ight
Ain't a B-I-T-C-H
That be scoring in my league
The one they love to hate, carry on proceed
Came in the game slid made it look easy
Nicotine lips they addicted them breezys
Attention hut sluts, pull out my nun chucks
I played the back for a moment cause I never had to front
Don't quit yo day job just leave this rap shit to us
Doing deals on they pussy 40 dollars ain't enough
Gimmie six feet for you be 6 feet deep
Built like a Bugatti bitches built like a Jeep
Domino effect, bitches falling to they knees
When I pop out they repeat
Without me they not complete, you can't compete
I ain't read right,
Stopping on you red lights
You was really biting who feed you go get your head right
You the feds type
I can't mess with bread bites
Remember what my mama had told me
Don't speak on dead ight
I ain't read right,
Stopping on you red lights
You was really biting who feed you go get your head right
You the feds type
I can't mess with bread bites
Remember what my mama had told me
Don't speak on dead ight
You'll never catch me bowing less I'm in my prayer, namaste
Yeah I know that I can spar solo but P say nah imma stay
Constantly get showered in love lemme brag if I May
That should tell you who they be checking for Molly The Maid
I ain't read right,
Stopping on you red lights
You was really biting who feed you go get your head right
You the feds type
I can't mess with bread bites
Remember what my mama had told me
Don't speak on dead ight
I ain't read right,
Stopping on you red lights
You was really biting who feed you go get your head right
You the feds type
I can't mess with bread bites
Remember what my mama had told me
Don't speak on dead ight
I don't gotta point to prove but I got point for prudes
Look to me for what's the move
You square can't wear pants goofy goob
Vows A E I O U, till it's Aye E I owe you
Stop asking for help we through
Go focus login project due
Looking at the sheets it's apparent there's a wage gap
Must have grown without a parent they all into age gap
Wanna get back in good graces praying counting days back
They messing with my pics knowing I won't go re-frame that
Drama and the work they jogging
So I give credit for noggin
It must take a lot extra space I know that durag hogging
Catch me cold I'm Hagan Dassin
Wanna cap a nig I'm Collin
Waiting with a fist up in the air if you come in dogging
Yeah dog days, wimpy kid always
You bold go get your bald fade
Slow motion growth go call Trey
Ugh yeah, Birdmane all tree of y'all concerning
It's Chegg they never learning
Redbox how they returning
I ain't read right,
Stopping on you red lights
You was really biting who feed you go get your head right
You the feds type
I can't mess with bread bites
Remember what my mama had told me
Don't speak on dead ight
I ain't read right,
Stopping on you red lights
You was really biting who feed you go get your head right
You the feds type
I can't mess with bread bites
Remember what my mama had told me
Don't speak on dead ight
Ain't a B-I-T-C-H
That be scoring in my league
The one they love to hate, carry on proceed
Came in the game slid made it look easy
Nicotine lips they addicted them breezys
Attention hut sluts, pull out my nun chucks
I played the back for a moment cause I never had to front
Don't quit yo day job just leave this rap shit to us
Doing deals on they pussy 40 dollars ain't enough
Gimmie six feet for you be 6 feet deep
Built like a Bugatti bitches built like a Jeep
Domino effect, bitches falling to they knees
When I pop out they repeat
Without me they not complete, you can't compete
I ain't read right,
Stopping on you red lights
You was really biting who feed you go get your head right
You the feds type
I can't mess with bread bites
Remember what my mama had told me
Don't speak on dead ight
I ain't read right,
Stopping on you red lights
You was really biting who feed you go get your head right
You the feds type
I can't mess with bread bites
Remember what my mama had told me
Don't speak on dead ight
You'll never catch me bowing less I'm in my prayer, namaste
Yeah I know that I can spar solo but P say nah imma stay
Constantly get showered in love lemme brag if I May
That should tell you who they be checking for Molly The Maid
I ain't read right,
Stopping on you red lights
You was really biting who feed you go get your head right
You the feds type
I can't mess with bread bites
Remember what my mama had told me
Don't speak on dead ight
I ain't read right,
Stopping on you red lights
You was really biting who feed you go get your head right
You the feds type
I can't mess with bread bites
Remember what my mama had told me
Don't speak on dead ight
Writer: Ethan Chassagne, Paris Melan
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid