Deadass (feat. Anxxiety)

Grudges & Anxxiety]

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

The whiskey wrote this one

Yeah

[Anxxiety]

Call me Capone

On the come up, where the fuck is my throne?

Sendin' you out like I’m Karl Malone

I deliver the post to your bitch with Patron

Passin' you, laughin', 'cause this is my home

You are not laughing, 'cause you’re in my zone

You’re all alone, you’re all alone

Now why you alone?

oh, yeah

Lay my game on a bender

Like her booty is fat, but her waist lookin' slender

Like when I am done I will probably lend her

Move on to the next cuz she look like a Jenner

I’m high and you’re low and your bitch is a tenor

You need W's, you can call me a vendor

Best you sit down, call your public defender

Cause I'm runnin' my mouth and assuming your gender

Everyone knows that you’re set to beginner

You sure you more hungry, cuz I’m lookin thinner?

It's not a question, you’re not cooking dinner

Still you run around actin' like you’re a winner

I played the nice guy but you made me a sinner

Got me swipin' left, I’ll call you Tinder

Call this game your bitch, say what?

Funny, 'cause I’m all up in her

Every little thing is tryna beat me today

Everybody looking past the feats that we made

Every fuckin time, it’s like I see ya ass rewind

So I try to realign the fuckin' moves that we made

Anxxiety is movin', brand new at the gate

Anxxiety is movin', like he’s chasin' the hate

Anxxiety is movin', I’m just playing the game

I don’t have much to say, get fuck out my way

Oh, God

[Chorus: Anxxiety & Female Vocal]

Yeah you deadass made me flip, I don’t wanna talk about it

You deadass talkin' shit and I wonder who allowed it

You a dick ridin' bitch for the clout, you can’t hide it

Get off my dick, yeah

[Grudges]

Mother fucker, mother fucker, let's play red rover

Mother fucker, mother fucker, send your bitch right over

She hopped up on the train, so move the fuck over

Might sound insane, but I want some closure

Might sound real lame but I’m done with you posers

Might be in the 7th inning stretch but I’ll bring in the closer

You in the fast lane but you’re goin 55

Sayin' you the fuckin' realest but you ba-re-ly alive

Sayin' you the fuckin' shit but your career takin' a dive

Winner, winner, chicken dinner, nah you turkey, you a jive

It’s like I got all of these issues but I didn’t tweet about it

Like I’m really fuckin' hungry so I'm finna eat about it

Like you got some beef with me but you don’t wanna meat about it

Throw that cash up in my bag 'cause I ain’t gonna leave without it

Throw your album in the trash 'cause everyone could live without it

Pull your head up out your ass, 'cause you stink, no doubt about it

Bitch, you clouded

[Anxxiety, Grudges & Female Vocal]

Yeah you deadass made me flip, I don’t wanna talk about it

You deadass talkin' shit and I wonder who allowed it

You a dick ridin' bitch for the clout, you can’t hide it (yeah)

Get off my dick, yeah

Yeah you deadass made me flip, I don’t wanna talk about it

You deadass talkin' shit and I wonder who allowed it

You a dick ridin' bitch for the clout, you can’t hide it

Get off my dick, yeah

Dick ridin' bitch, ho

[Anxxiety]

Yeah

If you think this fucking song's about you, it probably isn't

So fuck with this

Anxxiety, Grudges

We on some new shit

Ha, ha

And we ain't done yet