Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dead On, artist - Rich Homie Quan. Date of issue: 26.10.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Dead On |
| Hey, oh |
| London on Da Track bitch |
| Woah, hey |
| Hahaha… |
| Yeah |
| I fucked her quick then fast then I went to bed on her |
| Lil' shawty got a fat ass, a good lil' head on her |
| And they talk behind my back, cause I know they scared of me |
| Your aim off, lil nigga, boy my shit be dead on, dead on, dead on |
| Dead on, dead on, dead on |
| Run off on a country nigga, boy I’m dead wrong |
| Aiming at these fuck nigga, boy you know I’m dead on |
| Dead on, dead on |
| I’m playing dead, but I’m dead on you |
| You not a Blood, but you got red on you |
| And I watch my surroundings like the Feds on me |
| I just got me some pints on a plane I feel like I’m alien |
| Man, I’m so high up, I’m higher than every alien |
| Went from open mic to performing in the stadiums |
| Now all my shoes, they sponsored by Margiella Maison them |
| And I feel like I’m high up in the air |
| I got your baby shaking like a hit stick inside of there |
| I fucked her quick then fast then I went to bed on her |
| Lil' shawty got a fat ass, a good lil' head on her |
| And they talk behind my back, cause I know they scared of me |
| Your aim off, lil nigga, boy my shit be dead on, dead on, dead on |
| Dead on, dead on, dead on |
| Run off on a country nigga, boy I’m dead wrong |
| Aiming at these fuck nigga, boy you know I’m dead on |
| Dead on, dead on |
| At 16 I caught me a felon |
| Influenced by the movie 'Belly' |
| I got on all black just like a reverend |
| Why these niggas act like Tyler Perry? |
| I swear I’m geeked up off these medics |
| Girl if you try me, your ass better be ready |
| Cause I swear to God, I blow one of y’all niggas and won’t think about it |
| If that is your main ho, don’t bring her 'round me |
| I was lost in a maze till somebody found me |
| Money for rainy days, I can’t go without it |
| Nigga don’t talk no shit if you not about it |
| My nigga move O’s, I ain’t talking Audis |
| Bitches take off their clothes just to stand by me |
| Got a pocket full of stone, try’na get off them |
| And I went and did a song, but you sound awful |
| I’m way gone, swear it ain’t take long |
| I fucked her quick then fast then I went to bed on her |
| Lil' shawty got a fat ass, a good lil' head on her |
| And they talk behind my back, cause I know they scared of me |
| Your aim off, lil nigga, boy my shit be dead on, dead on, dead on |
| Dead on, dead on, dead on |
| Run off on a country nigga, boy I’m dead wrong |
| Aiming at these fuck nigga, boy you know I’m dead on |
| Dead on, dead on |