Gav, YvngAce - Still Dead Lyrics

Aye Gav, whatcha cookin' up now?
(Yeah, yeah yeah yeah, uh-huh)
(Aye, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, look)
(Gav, do this shit right, aye, yeah)
The best in the room, I'm like that
Not number two, bitch I'm a winner
You say you the hardest that's light cap
Buddy we know you can't fight back
Put out his flame he ask for the light back
Tell 'em put out that roach
You don't got talent or hustle bro you cannot fuck with me
'Less you got me as a coach
I was 15 hitting weed on the porch
Tell that boy to not speak and he spoke
So now the last thing he gon' see is the smoke
Sitting there bleeding can't breath and he choke
I told 'em not to take me as a joke, and he still did
So now I'm out eating on steak while he gone
Roll 'em up in the blunt and he still dead (yeah)
He out here flexing his money but all I can see is a stain
Be humble and stay in your lane
Get in his head like it's poker
Instead Imma insert the led and inside of his brain
My money flowing like blood in my veins
'Cause that shit keep me living
Couldn't sell tickets now milli's attending
Now I drop tickets and purchases pending
Yeah, I take the bread and go purchase a pendant
VVS stones on the gold what I'm gettin'
Nah I lied, I really invested it
And once I get a milli you won't see me flexing it
He tryna talk but ain't even relevant
Yeah my money, streams, and women are excellent
Best part about it is I got the evidence
I move surrounded by sticks like a president
Yeah they keep on taking they pics
Wonder if it's just money, or pussy, or power that influence bitches to switch
He try to do it so I hit the switch
I hit his baby or maybe his bitch
Then I get her zooted and laid in a ditch
We makin' movies not shootin' a flick
Yeah we at the stu' and go stupid as shit
The best in the room, I'm like that
Not number two, bitch I'm a winner
You say you the hardest that's light cap
Buddy we know you can't fight back
Put out his flame he ask for the light back
Tell 'em put out that roach
You don't got talent or hustle bro you cannot fuck with me
'Less you got me as a coach
I was 15 hitting weed on the porch
Tell that boy to not speak and he spoke
So now the last thing he gon' see is the smoke
Sitting there bleeding can't breath and he choke
I told 'em not to take me as a joke, and he still did
So now I'm out eating on steak while he gone
Roll 'em up in the blunt and he still dead (yeah)

Aye Gav, whatcha cookin' up now?
(Yeah, yeah yeah yeah, uh-huh)
(Aye, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, look)
(Gav, do this shit right, aye, yeah)
The best in the room, I'm like that
Not number two, bitch I'm a winner
You say you the hardest that's light cap
Buddy we know you can't fight back
Put out his flame he ask for the light back
Tell 'em put out that roach
You don't got talent or hustle bro you cannot fuck with me
'Less you got me as a coach
I was 15 hitting weed on the porch
Tell that boy to not speak and he spoke
So now the last thing he gon' see is the smoke
Sitting there bleeding can't breath and he choke
I told 'em not to take me as a joke, and he still did
So now I'm out eating on steak while he gone
Roll 'em up in the blunt and he still dead (yeah)
He out here flexing his money but all I can see is a stain
Be humble and stay in your lane
Get in his head like it's poker
Instead Imma insert the led and inside of his brain
My money flowing like blood in my veins
'Cause that shit keep me living
Couldn't sell tickets now milli's attending
Now I drop tickets and purchases pending
Yeah, I take the bread and go purchase a pendant
VVS stones on the gold what I'm gettin'
Nah I lied, I really invested it
And once I get a milli you won't see me flexing it
He tryna talk but ain't even relevant
Yeah my money, streams, and women are excellent
Best part about it is I got the evidence
I move surrounded by sticks like a president
Yeah they keep on taking they pics
Wonder if it's just money, or pussy, or power that influence bitches to switch
He try to do it so I hit the switch
I hit his baby or maybe his bitch
Then I get her zooted and laid in a ditch
We makin' movies not shootin' a flick
Yeah we at the stu' and go stupid as shit
The best in the room, I'm like that
Not number two, bitch I'm a winner
You say you the hardest that's light cap
Buddy we know you can't fight back
Put out his flame he ask for the light back
Tell 'em put out that roach
You don't got talent or hustle bro you cannot fuck with me
'Less you got me as a coach
I was 15 hitting weed on the porch
Tell that boy to not speak and he spoke
So now the last thing he gon' see is the smoke
Sitting there bleeding can't breath and he choke
I told 'em not to take me as a joke, and he still did
So now I'm out eating on steak while he gone
Roll 'em up in the blunt and he still dead (yeah)