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Migos – Deadz Lyrics ft. 2 Chainz

Migos – Deadz Lyrics ft. 2 Chainz

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Migos – Deadz Lyrics ft. 2 Chainz

Migos – Deadz Lyrics ft. 2 Chainz

Chorus:
You n****s in trouble “n****s in trouble”
You n****s in trouble “n****s in trouble”
You n****s in trouble “n****s in trouble”
You n****s in trouble “n****s in trouble”
You n****s in trouble “n****s in trouble”
You n****s in trouble “n****s in trouble”
You n****s in trouble “n****s in trouble”
You n****s in trouble “n****s in trouble”

You n****s in trouble “n****s in trouble”
You n****s in trouble “n****s in trouble”
You n****s in trouble “n****s in trouble”
You n****s in trouble “n****s in trouble”
You n****s in trouble “n****s in trouble”
You n****s in trouble “n****s in trouble”
You n****s in trouble

Hook:
Uh oh, fresh out the bed, uh oh
Uh oh, count up the deads, uh oh
Uh oh, fresh out the bed, uh oh
Uh oh, count up the deads, uh oh
Uh oh, fresh out the bed, uh oh
Uh oh, count up the deads, uh oh
Uh oh, fresh out the bed, uh oh
Uh oh, count up the deads, uh oh
Uh oh, fresh out the bed, uh oh
Uh oh, count up the deads, uh oh

Verse 1:
Fresh out, outta the bed, count up the deadz
“Bow, bow” We heard what you said, we heard what you said
If I wasn’t trapping, I’d be wrapping up them bundles
If I wasn’t rapping I’d be trapping out the condos “know I’m saying”
No forreal, no cap, my money long like anacondas “know I’m saying”
No forreal, no cap, I keep a sack like (?) “sex”
If you think about running with that then you in trouble
“think about it”
If you think about running with that then you in trouble “gone”

Chorus:
You n****s in trouble
You n****s in trouble
You n****s in trouble
You n****s in trouble
No forreal, no cap, my money long like anaconda
You n****s in trouble
You n****s in trouble
You n****s in trouble
If you think about running with that then you in trouble
You n****s in trouble

Hook:
Uh oh, fresh out the bed, uh oh
Uh oh, count up the deads, uh oh
Uh oh, fresh out the bed, uh oh
Uh oh, count up the deads, uh oh
Uh oh, fresh out the bed, uh oh
Uh oh, count up the deads, uh oh
Uh oh, fresh out the bed, uh oh
Uh oh, count up the deads, uh oh
Uh oh, fresh out the bed, uh oh
Uh oh, count up the deads, uh oh

Verse 2:
Gang bang slang caine
Heroin, half a ton, Purple Haze Cam’ron
Plays off a Samsung, get the job done
If I go jog at night, yeah, call it a mall run
You know what I did last night, cause I gave her all ones
You n****s in trouble, rock chains by the double
Got thangs by the double
Do everything but cuddle
Might buy a bowling alley, I got money out the gutter
Fully automatic, and it don’t stutter “rra!”

Chorus:
You n****s in trouble
You n****s in trouble
You n****s in trouble
You n****s in trouble
No forreal, no cap, my money long like anaconda
You n****s in trouble
You n****s in trouble
You n****s in trouble
If you think about running with that then you in trouble
You n****s in trouble

Hook:
Uh oh, fresh out the bed, uh oh
Uh oh, count up the deads, uh oh
Uh oh, fresh out the bed, uh oh
Uh oh, count up the deads, uh oh
Uh oh, fresh out the bed, uh oh
Uh oh, count up the deads, uh oh
Uh oh, fresh out the bed, uh oh
Uh oh, count up the deads, uh oh
Uh oh, fresh out the bed, uh oh
Uh oh, count up the deads, uh oh

Verse 3:
Hop out the bed and I’m counting them faces
I jump out the whip and them b*****s start fainting
No twenties or fifties, just Benjamin Franklins
Block on lock call me Kurt Angle
I keep the bag on my brother, my partner
Don’t f**k with no strangers, they tryna’ get famous
I put the hood on my back
When these n****s couldn’t do nothing but love
But these n****s still hated

No they ain’t real but these n****s gonna fake it
If they got a problem my n****s come (?) it
N***a debating, they plotting, they waiting
They want my ice tell em come take it
Have em pretend that I couldn’t make it
Now I’m doin shows outta state
My momma told me stay humble don’t be too ready
You gotta have patience

Verse 4:
Dropping them bangers, bangers, bangers
Double cup stuffed full Texas Ranger
One in the chamber
I shoot a hundred round clip like Wilt Chamberlain
Go to the top and I’m gon bring the gang in
B***h, do anything to get famous
My wrist cost me a brick and it’s frigid
I’m rich, but I did not let it change me
Statistics say that you n****s ain’t gangster

Chorus:
You n****s in trouble
You n****s in trouble
You n****s in trouble
You n****s in trouble
No forreal, no cap, my money long like anaconda
You n****s in trouble
You n****s in trouble
You n****s in trouble
If you think about running with that then you in trouble
You n****s in trouble

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