Dead Up LD, Monkey & Dimzy (Ft. ASAP)

[Intro: Houston (NASA)]
SRB separation confirmed. Coming up on, uh, staging the burnout of these twin solid rocket boosters at two-minutes-five-seconds

[Hook: Monkey]
Them man don't want smoke
Them man soon go dead up
Ten fat bells in the mac
My niggas got the whole scene bread up
Ring, ring, trap, trap
Now I'm tryna get my bread up
Lurk on the kerb
I ain't going home to I'm fed up
Them man don't want smoke
Them man soon gone dead up
To my niggas in the bin
I told them keep your head up
Smokes seasons in rudeboy just get your bread up
Don't slip or slide
Slip and you're gonna get led up

[Verse 1: LD]
Walking 'round with five zeds in my pouch
Let four go for a whole rack I smoke one 'cause it's drought
Niggas know what we 'bout, no we ain't talking shit out
See a young G with no manners get live corn for that mouth
As long as I'm around I'm a come through swerving, lurking
Doing 110 in the whip it's skurring, it's German
ASAP got the fiends 'dem twerking, he's serving
I get a whole one and I start dispersing, I'm working
I smoke one then I'm smoking karma
I'm marger, but don't watch me 'cause I got mad armour
Bare laughter, but them other guys don't want no drama
Niggas don't want no smoke