Lyrics Drop Dead - Grey Canz

Drop-dead
I'm gettin' money, know you really hate me
The rock said
Oww know your role, that new love is fake to me
I eat the pussy the best when I'm depressed
I just wanna drown myself
Cookie smoke just to de-stress
Bae bring round your girl
I got shmoney to blow
Snow put a ton in her nose yeah
If she wanna bug gotta go
If she wanna bug gotta go

I just wanna party never stop again
All I need is smoke I don't need oxygen
Holla holla Topshelf
Holla Holla Topshelf for moon rock again

If I don't make it to home
Off white on my tombstone
Swerve skrr on the road
Swerve skrr getting dome
Oww can we not kill the vibe baby
If your bestie kill the vibe
Tell that lil jigga goodbye baby
All fuck boys gotta die

Dead Baby, Drop Dead
Drop-dead baby, drop-dead baby yah
Drop-dead, drop-dead baby
Drop-dead, drop-dead baby yah
Drugs in her system, oww she can drop dead
Lasers on victims oww they can drop dead
Pills and prescriptions, my G's off dem meds
Killers in that kitchen oww you can drop dead

Diamond boogers in my teeth
My hair super sayain blue
I got dis song on repeat yeah
When I pull up what you sayin' boo
Doin' 90 on the M way
I build a big green head, Dende
We on the way, bae bae beat her face with Fenty aye
Green got the white colgates
Oww and they Givenchy yeah
Chauffeur driven like i'm pinky yeah
VVS's see the pinky there
Don't rush ah jigga said I link you there
Your baby cattin' for my slinky yeah
I cant hear lames man I think ya there
How you give here birks you simpy yeah
My my baby like to party all the time yeah
I eat my baby with my baby she on sl-sl slime yeah
Oww I bought Charlie to the party she oww m-m-mine yeah
I'm making p's i'm Lil Peep wit all these L-L-Lines yeah

Dead Baby, Drop Dead
Drop-dead baby, drop-dead baby yah
Drop-dead, drop-dead baby
Drop-dead, drop-dead baby yah
Drugs in her system, oww she can drop dead
Lasers on victims oww they can drop dead
Pills and prescriptions, my G's off dem meds
Killers in that kitchen oww you can drop dead

Yamaha blow right by, Bye
Switch gears in my Off White
Orange tags with the tie-dye
You linked me Bish dats sci-fi
Yola in my cuticle's, oww that usual
Every night my baby say I ain't usual
If I die rock LV just as usual
Riri please can you cry at my funeral
Droptop in the rain you know that excite us
Stalk my baby insta live oww to spite us
You like the drip you can never be like us
Diamonds hit the light I know that you sight us
I get some pussy that will fuck your life up
Owwwwww
She can pour my juice she wanna spike us

Drop-dead
I'm gettin' money, know you really hate me
The rock said
Oww know your role, that new love is fake to me
I eat the pussy the best when I'm depressed
I just wanna drown myself
Cookie smoke just to de-stress
Bae bring round your girl
I got shmoney to blow
Snow put a ton in her nose yeah
If she wanna bug gotta go
If she wanna bug gotta go

Dead Baby, Drop Dead
Drop-dead baby, drop-dead baby yah
Drop-dead, drop-dead baby
Drop-dead, drop-dead baby yah
Drugs in her system, oww she can drop dead
Lasers on victims oww they can drop dead
Pills and prescriptions, my G's off dem meds
Killers in that kitchen oww you can drop dead