We Dead Lyrics – Young Stoner Life, Young Thug

Read the full We Dead lyrics by Young Stoner Life and Young Thug from the album Slime Language 3 along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Young Stoner Life’s music, you can also explore Tezzus & diamond and Øway Remix, two other songs by Young Stoner Life.

[Intro]
Money done geeked on this motherfu*ker

[Chorus: Trippie Redd & Young Thug]
And we rapping at high, for sure
And we rapping outside, for sure
My lil’ brother gon’ slide, for sure
He’ll be there when it’s time to go
Oh, he slid, that’s kinda dope
White ho snorting lines of coke
Black castle, came with a moat
With a ‘Rari that’s transport
Wanna fu*k her, let’s hop in the bed
I’m just spiking, we sleeping on red
We get down on this s*it ’til we dead

[Post-Chorus: Young Thug]
I’m dead
I’m dead
I’m dead
I’m fu*king dead, yeah
Let’s diе, I’m dead

[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
Play with 5 and we flicking yo car
Came with Franklins, I’m (??) Lamar
I’m still quacking, lil’ b!tch, not no (??)
It’s thе mall, come hang with the star
This a b0mb, I’ll blow up the spot
Weighing the pros and cons a lot
All of my clothes and cars a lot
Cum on her nose, don’t cum on her tw*t
My wrist froze and my b!tch hot

[Refrain: Trippie Redd]
Brand new Patek on my thot
Brand new Patek on my thot, yeah

Brand new Patek on my thot

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
My money be coming in rows, yeah
She gone off a pill, fo sho’ (For sure)
White body be hugging the road
(??) the smoke
I get fly, fu*k b!tch and (??)
Shawty want me, she don’t want no more, yeah
Do a hunnid K, b!tch, every month
Getting money and I’m dressed, having fun
Still getting high off of these drügs
Never running out, b!tch, I’m the plug
Free 5 and he still living good
Doing life, but he’s saying it’s nun’
Pouring mud, this s*it taste spiked (This spike)
Baby girl the type, I like (I like)
You with me, she spending the night
Next morning, she going on the flight (Let’s go)

[Chorus: Trippie Redd & Young Thug]
And we rapping at high, for sure
And we rapping outside, for sure
My lil’ brother gon’ slide, for sure
He’ll be there when it’s time to go
Oh, he slid, that’s kinda dope
White ho snorting lines of coke
Black castle, came with a moat
With a ‘Rari that’s (??)
Wanna fu*k her, let’s hop in the bed
I’m just spiking, we sleeping on red
We get down on this s*it ’til we dead

[Post-Chorus: Young Thug]
I’m dead
I’m dead
I’m dead
I’m fu*king dead, yeah
Let’s die, I’m dead