Walk in the trap with a bag full of percs
He said he slidin we killin him first
Talkin on torture we do this sh#t worst
Glock 45 stuffed in her purse
Black ski mask on me I lurk
Yo homie dead you see me I
I roll him up and smoke him like purp
Shot to the heart man I hope that sh#t hurt
All I know is to merk
White president I feel like i’m
Feel like when I put him in the dirt
Blood stains bullet holes in his shirt
Call her over f#ck her friend for dessert
Put my dick out insert
Straight to it girl I don’t like to flirt
So you know i’m in first
Don’t know he dead till you see him the hearse
That b#tch likе to squirt
Blue 30’s I be poppin them smurfs
I think I might burst
Rob yo front hopе you give me the worst
f#ck her get money then put it the reverse
Where’s the beat drop man that sh#t is
Man they dyin of thirst
Drugs in him but I hope he get nurse
But i’m not overworked
Talkin she bend that sh#t over and twerk
She tryna get some money i’m gettin
LSD takin me off of this earth
Playin around me like show me your worst
Don’t wanna hear it can’t me with words
Playin the gang and they gone get cursed
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