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[Intro: Blueface]
Blueface, baby, on the dead locs
Yeah, aight, on the dead locs
On the dead locs
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Finna over-bleed this, lil' baby
On the dead locs, on the dead locs

[Verse: Blueface]
I ain't turnin' down nothing
I turn nothing into something, lil' baby, on the dead locs
Fuck a nigga talkin' 'bout?
Seen him in person, now niggas wanna talk it out, that's on the dead locs
Fuck them cases
I don't wanna see no judge, only blue faces, on the dead locs
Yeah, aight
How you on the set all day and still can't fight? On the dead locs
Infant Mob
Broke lil' baby, get off your ass, get a job, on the dead locs
Tatted to my face, fuck a job
If I go broke, man, somebody gettin' robbed, on the dead locs
I don't mean to be mean
Don't chase me, bitch, chase your dreams, on the dead locs
You scared of bein' lonely, lil' baby?
Bitch, I'm scared of bein' broke, on the dead locs
Blueface vs. your nigga, lil' baby, that's like Benz vs. Ford
Bitch, I been had shit these niggas still can't afford, yeah, aight
That's on the dead locs
Chase a bag, don't worry 'bout what I'm doin'
I hate when I get up and the bitch ask, "Where you goin'?"
On the dead locs, bitch, what is you sayin'?
All that playin' hard to get, lil' baby, stop playin', on the dead locs
Blueface killin' verses
Lil' baby, I'm the flyest, show me who I'm versus, on the dead locs
Blueface been a joint
Bet the ten or four and watch me hit my point, on the dead locs
Stylin' without a stylist
Deuce in a liter, got a nigga really vibin', on the dead locs
Gucci on my bag
Grammys on my neck, designer on my ass, on the dead locs
Yeah aight, how you niggas Town?
Nigga socked you out and you stopped comin' around, on the dead locs
Bitch, keep shit player
Long as I don't find out, lil' baby, I don't care, on the dead locs
Why everybody wanna be a pimp now?
The bitch is gon' snitch in the end, on the dead locs
If I go broke then it's kick door
Fuck a ho, lil' baby, I need the dough, on the dead locs