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Deadbeat
1,706
Hip-Hop/Rap
Deadbeat was released on January 18, 2018 by Tiny Meat Gang as a part of the album Bangers & Ass - EP
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Release DateJanuary 18, 2018
LabelTiny Meat Gang
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM134

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tiny Meat Gang
Tiny Meat Gang
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cody Kolodziejzyk
Cody Kolodziejzyk
Songwriter
Noel Millar
Noel Millar
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Diamond Pistols
Diamond Pistols
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yeah, ay, what?
That, that, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 2]
Dirty socks on the floor, she pick it up (Laundry)
Phone bill late, she paint it up (Money)
New show up on the 'flix, I'm stayin' up (Up)
She got work, up at six, I'm not gettin' up (I'm sleep)
[Verse 3]
She got that 401k, nine to five, that good pay (She corporate)
I got the mixtape, I'm blowin' up, it's any day (I'm 31)
She comin' home, stuck up in traffic, it's six o'clock
I'm on my first blunt, kill streak on my Xbox
[Verse 4]
Pop a couple Xans and I'm feelin' like the man
People call us deadbeats but they don't understand
Got a boss, bitch, that'll lend a helpin' hand
It's like fuckin' my mom but she not my fuckin' mom
[Verse 5]
Parents at my neck 'cause I ain't gettin' steady checks
Droppin' sixteens at the dinner table, had to flex
People say I'm wack, but my girl, she say I'm next
She make me pizza rolls, damn she the best
[Verse 6]
Suckin' on her titties like a baby
Mashin' on her button like it's Super Smash, she goin' crazy
Top floor, penthouse at the Four Season (That's boujee)
Room service, on the carpet, I got the ice so we even (No Venmo)
[Verse 7]
Our partnership is domestic, took it to the state, filed it
Now I got tax breaks, pediatrician, that's childish
Up in the club, she checkin' email (Blackberry)
Ask me for a drink, bitch, I'm overdraft, shit's 'bout to fail
[Verse 8]
You think you better than me, just 'cause you got a job
But my girl take care of me, I do the dishes, she give me top
You ain't got time for shit, I can do shit all the time
You at Ralph's, I'm eatin' sushi and I ain't spend a dime
[Verse 9]
Nine o'clock, I'm sleep, ten o'clock, I'm sleep
Eleven o'clock, I'm sleep, you at work, I'm at sleep
I'm gettin' married and takin' her name
You say it's gay? Stay in your lane
You in the office, usin' your brain
I'm whoppin' your kids in these video games, bitch
[Verse 10]
Pop a couple Xans and I'm feelin' like the man
People call us deadbeats but they don't understand
Got a boss, bitch, that'll lend a helpin' hand
It's like fuckin' my mom but she not my fuckin' mom
[Verse 11]
Parents at my neck 'cause I ain't gettin' steady checks
Droppin' sixteens at the dinner table, had to flex
People say I'm wack, but my girl, she say I'm next
She make me pizza rolls, damn she the best
Written by: Cody Kolodziejzyk, Noel Millar
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