i told myself i gotta start stackin paper but fuck all these addictions hit a lick so cold slip it in a minute keep my arms raised up its cool i fucked the witness and i'm ripped solo a comma an some digits
a k low don't fuck with me a hunnid grams to use personally two sides fuck a trinity middle finger nailed can you tell me what that one thing is i know you fucking know dont you tell me its a secret when it's cumming in your throat retreat to euthanasia or figure out the joke a choice that comes free
~hit you with all that i got lookin like heavy arms when enter ya spot you can not damage me brah i am the main character you're just a supporting role filler's all they need ya for it's over in and out the door beggin and scraping for more manifesting a crack whore suckin that dick till you gore~
a dime sack don't talk to me couple zones on the balcony kill yoself ya blasphemy couple grand
i told myself i gotta start stackin paper but fuck all these addictions hit a lick so cold slip it in a minute keep my arms raised up its cool i fucked the witness and i'm ripped solo a comma an some digits
BITCH ITS ME, NIGGA ITS THE FUCKIN LINK IM TAKING YOUR RICHES AND PUTTING YOU 6 FEET DEEP UNDERGROUND WHILE YOU SLEEP NIGGA IMA CREEP THROUGH YOUR MUTHAFUCKIN HOOD WHILE YOU COUTIN YOUR SHEEP GOT THE MASK ON MY FACE AND BE BUSTIN YOU BITCHES ON REPEAT WATCH THE BLOOD LEAK I'M BLOWIN ON THAT STANK PACK TYPE SHIT HOUSTON TEX PROMETHAZINE DAT LONESTAR PINT SHIT WHEN I GO BROKE I THEN KICK IN THE DOE AND LEAVE EVERYBODY WIG SPLIT FALL TO THE FLOE AND THEN GIVE ME YOE DOE AND THEN FEEL YOUR FUCKIN BODY DRIP I GOT THE LICKA THROUGH MY FUCKIN VEINS NIGGA TALK SHIT AND 900 THE KLICK MAKE DEM MUTHAFUCKIN BULLETS RAIN NIGGA ON YOUR ASS MAKE DEM HOLLOW POINT BLAST I EMPTY THE CLIP IM TAKIN NO SHIT POP YOU LIKE A ZIT LIKE IM POPPIN A CLIT NIGGA DONT TRIP ON MY PISTOL GRIP BULLET SHELLS RANG MAKIN A STANG GIVING YOU PAIN SHOWING NO SHAME FUCK ALL YOU LAMES IM BUSTIN ON YOU BITCHES IM TAKIN YOUR RICHES DEN DROPPIN DEM BODIES OFF IN DITCHES BELIEVE IN NO SNITCHES
i told myself i gotta start stackin paper but fuck all these addictions hit a lick so cold slip it in a minute keep my arms raised up its cool i fucked the witness and i'm ripped solo a comma an some digits