Rich Gang — Dead On

[Intro: Rich Homie Quan & Young Thug] Hey.... London on da track, bitch! O ohh... Hey... Ohh... Aye! [Hook: Rich Homie Quan] I fucked her quick and fast Then I went to bed on em Lil shawty got a phat ass And some good lil head on her And they talk behind my back Because I know they scared of me Yo aim off my nigga But my shit be dead on Dead on, dead on, dead on Dead on, dead on, dead on Ran up on no country nigga Boy I'm dead wrong Aiming at these fuck niggas Boy you know I'm dead on Dead on, dead on, dead on [Verse1: Young Thug] Pfftsshh! I'm playing dead but I'm dead on ya You not a blood but you got red on ya 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 Margiela Maison and them.. Now I feel like I'm high up in the air I got your baby shaking like a hit stick inside a ? [Hook: Rich Homie Quan] I fucked her quick and fast Then I went to bed on em Lil shawty got a phat ass And some good lil head on her And they talk behind my back Because I know they scared of me Yo I ain't off my nigga My shit be dead on Dead on, dead on, dead on Dead on, dead on, dead on Ran up on no country nigga Boy I'm dead wrong Aiming at these fuck niggas Boy you know I'm dead on Dead on, dead on, dead on [Verse 2: Rich Homie Quan] At 17, I caught me a felony Influenced by the movie Belly I got on all black just like a reverend These niggas act like Tyler Perry I swear I'm geeked up off these medics So if you try Then yo ass better be ready Cause I swear to god I'll blow one of you niggas and not even think about it If that is yo main hoe don't bring her round me I was lost in the Majors then somebody found me Money for rainy days, I can't go with out it Nigga don't talk no shit if you not about it My nigga move O's, ain't talking Audis! Bitches take off their clothes just to stand by me Got a pocket full of stones Tryna get off em And I wanted to do a song but you sound awful I'm way gone, swear I'm ? [Hook: Rich Homie Quan] I fucked her quick and fast Then I went to bed on em Lil shawty got a phat ass And some good lil head on her And they talk behind my back Because I know they scared of me Yo I ain't off my nigga My shit be dead on Dead on, dead on, dead on Dead on, dead on, dead on Ran up on no country nigga Boy I'm dead wrong Aiming at these fuck niggas Boy you know I'm dead on Dead on, dead on, dead on