🎵 Dead President IV // by RETONIC

1 ContributorDead President IV Lyrics [Verse 1] Living life is Gucci But all the treasure in the world can still make me gloomy When I'm on the literal scene working in the kitchen so I stack that C.R.E.A.M Been rhyming so I got the poetic steam Rocking diamonds and getting money we call that ice-cream now I'm spitting these rhymes like general relativity My lyrical flexibility is the only possibility is me Like S-N-double O-P Using doggy style but I'm putting in the D My rhymes flow feeling hella free Direct shipping and satisfaction is always guaranteed So there is no need for return if there is no fee Pandora's box open And I was the key [Verse 2] So allow me to look at the world at their ticked off asses Filling up the [?] spitting flames to the masses Until the trash rapper passes Turn Lil's into ashes No need to light matches no form of attachments Split your body into fragments And I Do it cause they got no talent No actual challenge That's why I'm trying to scavenge for real rappers [?] be no need for me to attack and make you bleed [Outro] I'm out for presidents to represent me (Get money) I'm out for presidents to represent me (Get money) I'm out for presidents to represent me (Get money) I'm out for dead fucking presidents to represent me I'm out for presidents to represent me (Get money) I'm out for presidents to represent me (Get money) I'm out for presidents to represent me (Get money) I'm out for dead fucking presidents to represent me