Yeah, that molly got me geeking
Give me another bump
I dont play around no shit
I wanna murder some
I know you lil hoe
You a lil one
I know yall know
Im tryna kill some
Break it down
Flipped up
Bust down
Dripped up
Tell that bitch
Get fucked
Dirty south
Get buck
Choppastyle
Lift up
Porsche key
Ripped up
Bet that
Spend some
All thug
No love bitch
Let it go
Where the fuck
You wanna be?
Im on the scene
Gucci pants
With a beam
Pour a pintski
Ima need some lean
I dont blanksy
This a two two three, yeah, yeah
Yeah, we shooting
Fucking threes, yeah, yeah
Tell that bitch
Remember me?
Yeah, yeah
I buy bricks
Like every week
Yeah yeah
Take it off and ima
Where the fuck
You wanna go
Without me?
How the fuck
They wanna live?
It ain't free
True life, no feelings
Thats me
I know im up
When they sleep
Bitch, no i don't need
Not a thing
I know i say
What i mean
Sacrifice everything
That you need
Go….go…
Where you go without me? And that molly
Talking through me
Bad ass bitch, we kick it
Bruce lee, yeah
Double cup
They look like besties, yeah
Take it off and ima
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