Deads Lil Tjay

[Intro]
Grr, grr
Bow, bow, bow
Ay run that shit up Tray

[Verse 1]
Lately they say I'm the topic
I be wakin' them up when I drop shit
Everything I be sayin', be hot shit
Walk around, 40k just for my pockets
I be winnin' they know they can't stop me
Hit the stage for 150, they mosh pit
I be runnin' shit up, need a check
Stricly Business, can't fuck with no flaw shit
When I back out the jet they be all sick
I can't love on no bitch, I just do me a quicky [?] they be on dogshit
Once I blow out your back, let my dawgs hit
I know niggas tryin' do me [?]
I can't lack, I be movin' with caution
Yeah, I keep me a strap, if you reach it go "Brrr" in your back and your head, no extorsion
From a youngin' I held my [?]
Murder rate, they know we got a portion
Feel like I'm Stephen Curry, I ain't never worry, 'cause my accuracy kinda awesome
And JT got me high on the moon, let that boy got buried tryna cross 'em
Even momma know I'm a goon, but I'm on a legendary boss run
I be getting higher, JT in the sky, know they kids admire, let me calm down
Keep it PG and make more sounds, I can't let nobody bring the torch down
When they talkin' on me I ignore now
When it's static my shooters kick doors down
Pop out with four rounds, I can't lie, that's gon' leave momma tore down
In them streets had no choice but to jugg'
In the streets there ain't really no love
I ain't stressin' no [?] 'cause I glizzy-keep
Run up [?] sweet to a thot
[?] 50 deep for some blood
[?] we used to sweep this shit up
I feel like Wiz Khalifa [?]
Only deadies, I roll up the drugs, I roll up the drugs