Dead & Gone - Idontknowjeffery

Yeah nigga mic check nigga uhh yeah nigga yuh

Know where we going Yo

Ep Six let’s get it

I rap like I got sickle cell

Sick as hell

Hell I might get sent to hell

But I don’t give a hell

And is that fear I smell

Fear smell just like Taco Bell

My hoe became a police officer I’m fucking 12

I’m immature as well, act like I’m fucking twelve

She think she All That I cancelled her like Keenan Kel (bye)

And God know me well I’m not an infidel

Like Kevin Gates they kicked my face outside of Heavens Gates

I went to hell I couldn’t wait I had to go and escape

And then I got away and now I float in space

These niggas want me dead

They want me dead and gone

They want me sent to hell but I keep coming home

The fuck you on the fuck you put inside my fucking bong

I’m smoking strong mane I thought y’all niggas fucking on

Yeah

Sticks and stones

Jeffery stuck and stoned

I’m trying to do this B-I-G just like I’m Puffy Combs

I’m in the end zone

You in the friend zone

I bet my New York bitch gon' pull up with some timbs on (watch)

I’m higher than a drone

I’m in the O zone

Girl get your hustle on Jeffery put his hoes on

Damn it feel good to be a rap nigga

Look at all these hoes tryna fit in the picture

Niggas want me dead like I’m Adolf Hitler

If I die climb out the grave like Thriller (let's go)

All my friends are dead just like Uzi said (right)

Money over bitches Ima choose the bread (right)

Ay Fuck I look like tryna be a newlywed (uh)

The only time I go to court is if its for divorce (yea)

-Ay bruh real talk bruh y’all rap niggas need to know bruh

I got enough kids bruh stop biting off me bruh

I ain’t got no mo' no more room for no more sons mane

Child support higher than a bitch bruh y’all niggas got me fucked up bruh y’all

better go copy someone else

These niggas want me dead

They want me dead and gone

They want me sent to hell but I keep coming home

These niggas want me dead

They want me dead and gone

They want me sent to hell but I keep coming home

Damn it feel good to be a pimp

She wanna hit the blunt but she keep getting skipped

She took me out to lunch I ordered shrimp

And I ain’t buy the food or the drinks or the tip

You want me Dead And Gone like Justin like TIP

These blue faced hundreds mane my money bank crip

Go sign to Above get ya silly ass ripped (off!)

If I go to hell that’s a well deserved trip (let's go)

If I go to hell I ain’t even trippin'

I pull up to Hell’s Kitchen and wash dishes

Invite a couple bitches to fuck Satan

He downstairs waiting

He waiting with some patients

These niggas want me dead

They want me dead and gone

They want me sent to hell, but I keep coming home

These niggas want me dead

They want me dead and gone

They want me sent to hell, but I keep coming home

EP Six motherfucker