Dead Friends (feat. TayCapo) Video (MV)

Yeah Yeah Yeah
Keep my Bankroll and my Glock close to me
Yeah Yeah Yeah
Keep dead friends by my side like Uzi

Keep my Bankroll close, even closer yeah there go my heat
Feel like Lil Uzi got dead friends, Pockets like a graveyard full of deceased
Money on my mental want my pockets Obese, No wonder they plotting on me
Just wanna dip my feet in the water, Ain know it would come with a Leach
I learned to adapt let a snake kill a rat cause I gotta protect all my cheese
I'm seeing right through em ain feeling they vibe can't let em get to close to me
Niggas be pocket watching can't peep how I move cause I got the game from OG's
I stay out the way and I keep to myself low-key I'm way out of reach

Chasing money till I barely can breath
No L's I gotta succeed
Different breed different league ima chief
No you can't compare him to me
Steady throwing all that dirt on my name
Diagnose him with jealousy
Can't ride my wave I stay in my lane
Roll a blunt of exotic so loud it screech
My pockets poking these bitches gone peak
These niggas watching ain leaving my heat
Chips Frito Lay ima stack em up neat
Young bakers man catch me bagging up wheat
I gotta sack like its rugby
No cheese no need for discussion
High vision blurry yeah Ball like a Warrior
Big stepper like Demarcus Cousins
Cut off the fakes and snakes
Thought you was with me but you wasn't
All of that beef and debate
Naw ain really with the fussing
Supreme with the Yeezy and Bape
Ion need a stylist for the judgment
Fill my plate like I ain't even ate that cheese with the cake
Playing peekaboo with the money that's faces

Keep my bankroll close, even closer yeah there go my heat
Feel like Lil Uzi got dead friends, Pockets like a graveyard full of deceased
Money on my mental want my pockets obese, No wonder they plotting on me
Just wanna dip my feet in the water, Ain know it would come with a leach
I learned to adapt let a snake kill a rat cause I gotta protect all my cheese
I'm seeing right through em ain feeling they vibe can't let em get to close to me
Niggas be pocket watching can't peep how I move cause I got the game from OG's
I stay out the way and I keep to myself low-key I'm way out of reach

Niggas be plotting I know they be watching but I keep that blicky on me
I pick out the Rolly I ice out the bezel you know that shit 30 degrees
I'm changing the weather her pussy gets wetter she like how I throw out the cheese
To the racks I been racing you know I'm impatient so tell em to pick up the speed
I got a lot on my mind lil bitch
I pop a Perc at a time (Yeah)
It's easing my mind
The doctor ain't even prescribe
And I cop a whole P
Whole pound of the OG
You wan pose to see this side
I'm serving the streets in silence
Stay out the way and stay outta reach I'm tryna buy me a island
Yeen seen no drip this Fear of God denim Ion need no stylist
Fly nigga new whip got zero mileage been no pilot
No backseat in the baby coupe but a hoe and her friend be riding

Keep my Bankroll close, even closer yeah there go my heat
Feel like Uzi got dead friends, Pockets like a graveyard full of deceased
Money on my mental yeah my pockets Obese, No wonder they plotting on me
Just wanna dip my feet in the water, Ain know it would come with a Leach
I keep it low-key and i stay out the way swear I'm Way Way Way
Outta they reach(Yeah)