Dead Prezis (feat. G-Eazy)

Yeah, uh, yeah (Alarmani did somethin')

See, all I ever wanted was a couple dead presi's in the pocket And a couple bad hoes goin' steady And a lil' neck pain from the gold chain heavy And the crib lookin' like I got All I ever wanted was a couple dead presi's in the pocket (Yeah) And a couple bad hoes goin' steady (Yeah) And a lil' neck pain from the gold chain heavy (Yeah) And the crib lookin' like I got the cocaine ready

Where the fetti?

Baby, you can tell I'm gettin' plenty I be ridin' in the 'Cedes, I don't really miss the Chevy Goin' eighty, blowin' sticky and the windows never tinted, so (Yeah) I'ma hit the place and shit, a piggy try to get us Who you kiddin'? I can find a fake in a haystack I can bring the ace to your wake, let the tape pass I can get a choosy off a gander at my Chase app I can put your wifey on a cleanse, give her face masks

Ayy, they know me in the city with no name tags Women love to call me underrated, I'ma change that Feathers in my jacket, in another weight class You don't put no motherfuckin' meals on my place mat

All I ever wanted was a couple dead presi's in the pocket And a couple bad hoes goin' steady And a lil' neck pain from the gold chain heavy And the crib lookin' like I got the cocaine ready All I ever wanted was a couple dead presi's in the pocket (Yeah) And a couple bad hoes goin' steady (Hahaha) And a lil' neck pain from the gold chain heavy (Travis, I got you) And the crib lookin' like I got the cocaine ready

All I ever wanted was a couple dime pieces Way back in high school, Air 1's, no creases Now it's Air One with a couple fresh peaches And some hunnid dollar green juice with my main squeezes

Swimmin' in the money, you might run into some leeches 'Less you in Ibiza and you in them clear beaches All over the world, crazy where my pull reaches You gon' see more problems as the money increases (Straight up) Ooh, all I ever want was dead presi's Now I Rolex'd the whole gang with ten prezi's I ain't seen her all year long, now she ready Stayed in, seen her ass got quarantine heavy Wow, go, in slow motion Mixin' up drugs and I'm faded off the potion

2016, My first album caused commotion Now I run plays and I feel like Danny Ocean, you bitch

All I ever wanted was a couple dead presi's in the pocket (Yeah) And a couple bad hoes goin' steady (Yeah) And a lil' neck pain from the gold chain heavy (Yeah) And the crib lookin' like I got the cocaine ready (Yeah) All I ever wanted was a couple dead presi's in the pocket (Yeah) And a couple bad hoes goin' steady (Yeah) And a lil' neck pain from the gold chain heavy (Yeah) And the crib lookin' like I got the cocaine ready

Where the fetti? All I ever wanted, couple dead, couple dead presi's All I ever wanted, hoes, hoes steady, steady All I ever wanted, gold chain heavy, heavy Crib lookin' like I got the cocaine ready Where the fetti?