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[intro]
dead guys (mix the— mix the—)
mix the grabba wit’ the dead guys (dead_dead guys)
mix the grabba wit’ the dead guys
(dead_dead guys, dead opps, n_gga)
i mix the grabba (free my bl__dy, dead guys)

[chorus]
i mix the grabba wit’ the dead guys (i mix the grabba wit’ my blunt)
b_tch, free my brother, he got fed’ time (free my brother, free yk) (he got fed’ time, murder)
yeah, this a carti’, this b_tch tell time (this a carti’, free yk) (heheh, this a carti’)
i don’t sip bacardi, i got h_ll mind (h_ll in my mind)

[verse 1: baby auto]
i got h_ll mind (in my mind), i’m in a h_llcat
my bl!ck is h_ll, iron (is h_ll, iron)
hit the ho like a tailback, but that ho is not mine (is not mine, yeah)
hit that ho when i fell back, better know i’ma pop mine (pop mine, 5)
big_ass bloods, i’m screaming brrat
brrat, brrat
brrat, brrat
brrat, brrat
brrat
tuh, get back
tuh, my youngin’s attack
gotta go catch you a hat (bang)
or blitz and get you a sack
we doing whatever to win
pop the back window and get you a scat’ (skrrt)
my young n_gga taking you down for a ten, don’t buck on this gen, big fully, get splat (skrrt)
brrat
brrat, brrat, brrat
brrat, brrat
brrat, brrat, brrat
brrat
i’m screaming out brrat
[verse 2: pradabagshawty]
i’m throwing up blood out the wraith (5)
n_gga play, i put drac’ to his face (big drac’)
i’m ready to slide like the braves
brrat, dead on the scene, doa (come on)
grrr, bust him on cam’ ‘sette tape
skrrt, hawk him down, get on a race (how?)
put the belt on yo’ ass, we gon’ spank
big 30 round on the glock, do a chase
bit’ catch an opp, hop out, celebrate (pop out)
look at the sh_t that i do for my gang
lil partna’ died, i just wan’ take his place
i be running my opps out the state
i’ma slime that boy out wit’ some pain (war wit’ slime)
i’ma k!ll him wit’ whoever looking (yeah, yeah)
i’ma step on that n_gga for p_ssy (no cap, on god) (dead guys)

[chorus]
i mix the grabba wit’ the dead guys (i mix the grabba wit’ my blunt)
b_tch, free my brother, he got fed’ time (free my brother, free yk) (he got fed’ time, murder)
yeah, this a carti’, this b_tch tell time (this a carti’, free yk) (heheh, this a carti’)
i don’t sip bacardi, i got h_ll mind

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