Testo Want Me Dead - Foogiano
Testo della canzone Want Me Dead (Foogiano), tratta dall'album Gutta Baby: Reloaded
(Zaytoven)
Huh? (ice), Glacier
1017 So Icy, it's Glacier (they want me dead)
Want me out of here
I ain't goin' (talk that-), ah (it's the Mayor)
They want me dead (they want me dead)
Ain't gon' let 'em take me, use my head, but I see red (but I see red)
If a n- try me, tears gon' shed, fill him with lead (fill him with lead)
N- talkin' pillow, we gon' make him lay that bed
1017 So Icy, we play how you wanna play it
Glacier Boy, before anything, that check, you gotta take it (you gotta take it)
Pooh, he 7.62, I'm Mr. 223, we sprayin' (you know we sprayin')
It's the New 1017, for this s-, they been prayin' (they been prayin')
And we bring s- front door, n-, like we bringin' mail (serve)
I'm from the '90s, b-, I got saved by the bell (saved by the bell)
I trapped so many bales that I don't need a scale (boy, I don't need a scale)
I'm from Crip Block, where you shoot first and you don't tell (and we don't tell)
And we don't talk s-, all we hands-on like a Dell (like a motherfuckin' Dell)
My youngin killin', they know I'm gon' pay that bail (I'm gon' pay that bail)
My watch so iced out, my wrist cold, my s- gettin' pale (that shit gettin' pale, ice)
I called Wop, I bought somethin' new, wonder can he tell? (ice, ice, ice, ice)
He said, "G-, Foo, boy, you iced out, you the Mayor" (g-, boy, you the Mayor)
I got a diamond ring, that s- cost me a car (a car)
I'm on that musty so hard that I can't drive my car (can't drive my m- car)
I'm in that foreign, pull up, your h- legs ajar (them legs ajar)
These diamonds dancin', that's why they call me a star (ho)
They want me dead (they want me dead)
Ain't gon' let 'em take me, use my head, but I see red (but I see red)
If a n- try me, tears gon' shed, fill him with lead (fill him with lead)
N- talkin' pillow, we gon' make him lay that bed
1017 So Icy, we play how you wanna play it
Glacier Boy, before anything, that check, you gotta take it (you gotta take it)
Pooh, he 7.62, I'm Mr. 223, we sprayin' (you know we sprayin')
It's the New 1017, for this s-, they been prayin' (they been prayin')
And we bring s- front door, n-, like we bringin' mail (serve)
So much ice on me, I'm cold just like a yeti (I'm cold just like a yeti)
I mix these flawless with baguettey, that's spaghetti (now, that's spaghetti)
I get caught, I'ma do my time, I never tell it (I never tell it)
I get them bags, you know I ship 'em and I mail 'em (you know I mail 'em)
They say I can't walk with my Glock, a public figure (a public figure)
But these slimeball n- never seen six figures (they never seen six figures)
They catch me lackin', try to wipe me like some tissue (wipe me like some tissue)
But I can't go out like that, gon' f- with my mental (it gon' f- with my mental)
Yeah, it's the bossman, all these n- want me dead (they want me dead)
But if he want me dead, better aim for the head (aim for my head)
'Cause if he miss, I'ma put the baby to bed (put that boy to bed)
Yeah, it's the mayor, stand on whatever I said
They want me dead (they want me dead)
Ain't gon' let 'em take me, use my head, but I see red (but I see red)
If a n- try me, tears gon' shed, fill him with lead (fill him with lead)
N- talkin' pillow, we gon' make him lay that bed
1017 So Icy, we play how you wanna play it
Glacier Boy, before anything, that check, you gotta take it (you gotta take it)
Pooh, he 7.62, I'm Mr. 223, we sprayin' (you know we sprayin')
It's the New 1017, for this s-, they been prayin' (they been prayin')
And we bring shit front door, n-, like we bringin' mail (serve)
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Writer(s): Xavier Dotson, Kwame Khalil Brown
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