R.I.P
Staylo
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Bitch you wanna mess with me Let me tell you now That's an RIP Got the choppa Imma let it sing Do ya dance And I ditch the scene Hollow hit you Make you scream Accuracy comes with the beam See we grew up on different things Grew up in the hood Made a different me Stealing guns used be to my thing Made a real case of a real ass g Talking that shit Gonna get that tongue bit real quick Hit you with a shotgun Watch your body spin Came from the bottom Do it all again Ask God forgive me for all of my sins Lord show mercy on the shit that I did I be fucked up all damn night Mix the lean make it dirty sprite Smoke the kush and then I hit the Flight F*ck that bitch real good Hit that spot just right Make the bitch squirt Every single time Eating that pussy Get some juice in my eye Homie acting shiesty Do you wanna die Extended clip barely fit in that 9 Had to get a Rolex just to know the time Knew I was a star I just had to shine Been working at this shit I be on my grind God giving me directions Just following the signs Boutta go to Florida Beach will be nice Take this shit right off of my mind Backwood stuffed Boutta get high Bitch finna get stuffed Pussy so tight Might have a kid by the end of the night Gotta be careful Play my cards just right If I see your ass Just know it's on sight Remember you only get one try In this game of life Better make it right Or you'll be 6 feet deep by the end of my crime Wanna be an enemy You can meet my 9 For all these pussy boys I don't go no time Mix all the liquor Numb my body quicker Mirror broken hanging off the fixture Slurring my words Gotta get re-centered I'm assuming that you get the bigger picture Take the shrooms smoke some weed Throw some Molly in the mixture F*ck on your mom F*ck on your girl Then I go and f*ck on her sister Hahahaha She sucked my dick And then you kissed her She call me daddy I'm certainly her mister I f*ck that bitch Then I dismiss her Hit you pop you Just like a blister Bet that bullet taste real bitter Shit getting colder than the weather In Winter I don't f*ck with none of yall Tricksters Slap ya ass once Make your jaw jitter Mopping this shit up like I gotta Swiffer Gotta bad bitch Face sparkles with glitter She hustle too Make her money off of Twitter Ya snooze you lose You'll never be a winner Destined for the future Still only beginning got so many words I have left unwritten See life works so crazy it's like it's a system Wake up Go to work Repeat the rhythm Getting money Just to feel like I'm winning Remember sitting on top of the world 4 deep in the jeep Hit miami beach then we cruise to the keys
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