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drop dead - cacity, ssj daki & issbrokie lyrics

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[chorus: cacity]
we get bread b*tch, f*ck out my way, f*ck out my way
we get bread b*tch, f*ck out my way, f*ck out my way
we get bands b*tch, f*ck out my way, f*ck out my way
we get bands b*tch, f*ck out my way, f*ck out my way

[verse 1: ssj daki]
serve [?] up, i ain’t even got a title
bond to his chest, motherf*cker hittin’ high notes
f*ckin’ with my b*tches, all precision like my idols
shoot a f*cker down, i ain’t straight, you know geico?
that’s my hoe, that’s my hoe
smoke a whole ‘nother blunt in the cycle
and his face f*cked up like a typo (ew)
got wheels changed, b*tch, real rhinestones

aye, uh*huh, uh*huh, uh*huh, uh*huh
aye, uh*huh, uh*huh

[post*chorus: cacity]
it’s great to breathе with a decision
a purpose, not omission
free, that’s how i’m missin’
i’m glad they lost my vision
[?] this spidеr drippin’
i smoke beneath the [?]
me, what the f*ck you’re missin’
i call this a great division
[verse 3: issbrokie]
(yeah) foes switchin’ up my gender back in 2020
i got like a hunnid honeys runnin’ to me for the money
[?] on my tummy, sippin’ blood [?] just like some [?]
from my hobby [?], can’t be buddy*buddy with a dummy
yeah, lil’ b*tch, we don’t like [?]
brokie out rappin’ [?] with her eyes closed
high notes, your b*tch tryna f*ck up with a [?]
make her man hit her [?] beat her [?] (brokie)

[verse 4: ssj daki]
f*ck your game, f*ck your crew
f*ck your set, f*ck a truce
if he ever tryna step, [?] body on a noose
[?] like i’m taking out a school
they ask why they never win, because daki never lose
[?] face to face, ugh, [?], ugh
you can never play my roles, you waste of sp*ce, ugh
[?] today, ugh, next stay the same, ugh
star player on the field i make the place, ugh

[chorus: cacity]
we get bread b*tch, f*ck out my way, f*ck out my way
we get bread b*tch, f*ck out my way, f*ck out my way
we get bands b*tch, f*ck out my way, f*ck out my way
we get bands b*tch, f*ck out my way, f*ck out my way
[post*chorus: cacity]
it’s great to breathe with a decision
a purpose, not omission
free, that’s how i’m missin’
i’m glad they lost my vision
[?] this spider drippin’
i smoke beneath the [?]
me, what the f*ck you’re missin’
i call this a great division

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