Текст песни Dead at the Bottom (Bonus) - B Shiesty

Real nigga big bag, come and take you a ride
Before I go out, I'ma rock out with my gun on my side
This shit will leave some beef, my partner in the streets
Prayin' for somebody that'll take him away
On gang, nigga, we gon' do work with that chopper
We gon' leave you dead at the bottom
I got that shit right from my mama nigga

I swear you bitches get buried
No, I don't fuck with no Larry
My partner ducking the feds
They put like ten on his head
Them bitches burn up his leg
He gon' hit you till you dead
Boy, we don't run out of lead
We could do this rappin' instead
She ask why I don't rap up on my songs and I feel that
Them hoes was breakin' my heart so melodies could heal that
It's some bad bitches in my home, better believe that
And some niggas that'll take your chain or you can leave it
I been flowin' on this song strong, not writing shit
Don't get confused bout who I am, I still send a hit
Yeah, these soldiers with me really loaded
They like the military
You can't have my phone number, baby
Don't even get into that
I be using my tool to approve the way I move
Teachers in my class telling me I'm acting like a fool
But I ain't never gave a fuck
My middle finger up
And for you bitches that hated, you gon' be laying in this truck
I get that blick and fill him up
How that Henny, got you stuck
This Remington a pump, finna blow his ass up
We heard his partner got dreads and he just got out the feds
But if you diss me again, boy, you gon' bleed till you dead
We doin' wheelies and donuts won't let these bitches condone us
The car be smellin' like loud, the police might pull us over

I'm a shit rapper, nigga, yeah, beat her back in
I know she thinkin' I'ma do it, cause I did it for her friend
You wanna come into my home, gotta let me get a scan
Ain't finna say the same thing, just know I'm fuckin' her again
I know this music gon' get boring, I keep fuckin' with these whores
But she a dome expertise and she don't got no awards
I found me a rich girl and she slidin' in that Porsche
So I'ma thug her ass out until her body for the boys
I like them when they super cocky and they don't make any noise
Man, them bitches, they was fans, had them callin' off the droid
If you do that shit again, then you won't make any noise
They just gon' cut yo fuckin' throat just for playin' with them boys, yeah

Real nigga big bag, come and take you a ride
Before I go out, I'ma rock out with my gun on my side
This shit will leave some beef, my partner in the streets
Prayin' for somebody that'll take him away
On gang

My mama on her knees, screamin', God, please
That her son ways will change, okay
I'm smokin' hella weed and drinkin' hella lean
Bullets swing and we gang bang, okay
I won't be dead at the bottom
My niggas call and I got him
I saw a app and I shot him
The cops call me top shotta
Uh, I'm with the gang we'll give yo ass some tears, bro
Cause he a bitch, mane, fuck that nigga

And like I'm emo nigga, middle finger
I'm throwin' up, I told that bitch, you better pop it
Cause I know you ain't no rookie
She say, lil, daddy, please stop playin' before
I drown you in this cookie, yeah
It's Blin bitch, you know what it is, bitch
But if you come to the crib, you might leave with a kid, bitch
No, we ain't doin' all that naggin'
Bitch, I am not your daddy
Another fatherless child, she let me beat her crabby patty
But this what happen when you rappin'
The bitch, she was a baddie
That shit be clappin' side to side like Beyonce, she was a savage
But do a nigga gotta have it
Nigga, no you don't
Boy, I'm runnin' with killers, so if we catch you, you gon' float
Yeah