MAJ - Till He’s Dead lyrics

[Intro] Hahaha [Chorus] Seven moon red blend in my system If he keep talking like he flirting, I'll let that .30 kiss him Hollow tip his him head, bet nobody will miss him sh*t, I'm toxic like lead, keep shootin', ni**a, 'til he dead, ha [Post-Chorus] Shoot him 'til he's dead (Uh-huh) Shoot him 'til he's dead (Uh-huh) We don't smoke no pepper, smokin' backwoods, Trippie Redd, (Uh-huh) If she text me in the booth (Uh-huh), I'ma leave that b*tch on read (Uh-huh) Give a fu*k about your plans, b*tch, I'ma tryna make these bands [Verse] Where I'm from, ni**as don't make it out alive Count all the ni**as I lost, sh*t, I'm 'bout to cry Screamin' "Why?," screamin' "Why?" Why you didn't take me first? fu*kin' your b*tch, she lovin' that sh*t, she gon' squirt, uh, uh Dick so deep, she screamin' my name like it's rollcall (Uh, uh) Runnin' to the money, Sonic the Hedgehog (Yeah, yeah) Used to be bummy, now I rock Tommy, no Abercrombie, yeah [?], yeah I shoot while you running, yeah [?] while she givin' me neck and I swear to God this sh*t feel funny, yeah All of y'all ni**as is dummies, yeah Most of y'all ni**as be fu*kin' squares Cartier shades, Dior my jacket Long hair, I don't fu*kin' care [Chorus] Seven moon red blend in my system If he keep talking like he flirting, I'll let that .30 kiss him Hollow tip his him head, bet nobody will miss him sh*t, I'm toxic like lead, keep shootin', ni**a, 'til he dead, ha [Post-Chorus] Shoot him 'til he's dead (Uh-huh) Shoot him 'til he's dead (Uh-huh) We don't smoke no pepper, smokin' backwoods, Trippie Redd, (Uh-huh) If she text me in the booth (Uh-huh), I'ma leave that b*tch on read (Uh-huh) Give a fu*k about your plans, b*tch, I'ma tryna make these bands