Visual DudeyLo

[Intro]
Every fuckin' track, you heard?
It's that DudeyLo nigga, man, shot after fuckin' shot
Like, yo, Hardhead, how many fuckin' tracks we gon' geek on, bro?
Baow, baow, baow (Hardheaded, baby)
Come here, baow, baow

[Chorus]
Let me talk, let me give them a visual
Better walk with it, don't let 'em get to you
Brains all on the floor, it was critical
Hospital sound, well, you know that he—
Well, you know that he dead
Like this Glock, he got one in the head
Mama need me, can't think about death
Throw first, DudeyLo, I'm the threat (Ah, ah, baow)

[Verse 1]
That's what you hear when it's time for thе doctors to get 'em
Rainy day, we just caught us a victim
Paint thе city, they play with my twinnem, baow, baow
Like, like how many times did I say I don't play about mines?
You think I'm just sayin' this shit 'cause it rhyme?
This is the sound that you hear when he—
What you hear when he die
I ain't gon' lie, lost bro and I cried
Park the V, spinnin' nights on they side
You ain't hear 'bout what happened to—
No, I can't say his name
Word to my dead, I don't care 'bout the fame
And if they send me the addy, I came
I got scenes in the night, I got scenes in the day
And, and these bitches, and these bitches gon' get you in trouble
Think with your dick, you get put in a duffle
Or she might just really wanna fuck you
See, see, that's where it get tricky, is it worth it to die for some kitty?
But what if it's pain and that pussy get drippy?
Fuck it, I'ma just go with my blicky