FN
Throwing all these dead friends
Spending all these dead men
Seen that nigga walking
And you know he is a dead man
Nigga fuck your Block
Westside Never checking
Put that on the hood
All blue presidents
Sipping on dat dirty
Got my urine never clean
F & N
Hold Twenty
Air it out
And clear the scene
That llama mean
You can count on me
A real street nigga
Real that's something
You can't be
If it's smoke let me know
tell me that it's crackin
Stay ready I'm on go
Spending long days long nights
On the road
You know I am a dog
So I had to let you go
F & N
Blue Presidents
2 mops
That's my Twins
F & N
Definite
2 Mops
That's My Twins
It's a lot of cheese
In that bag
Call it queso
I could love her pussy
But I'll still fuck her face tho
But I just find the time
Where I can be in peace tho
She gone bounce that cake cake
What your intuition talking
Cause I don't like to play safe
This pump will make you
Pump brakes
They'll ask my how I did
But it started from this mixtape
Missed her on a Monday
Fucked her on a Tuesday
Shot up the place
Because I felt a little woozy
Can I take you under?
So Tell her breathe it in
Molly on her tongue
Taylor for her friend
Then run off with racks
Cuz she like to spend
Bitch I'm trying to take
Take all these M's
This chopper take limbs
Snatch you out you Benz
Duece Duece Slide
Got me dunkinG off the rim
X For My Exes
Because she want to sex this
Beat it so good
That she snatch off her necklaces
F & N
Blue Presidents
2 mops
That's my Twins
F & N
Definite
2 Mops
That's My Twins
F & N
Blue Presidents
2 mops
That's my Twins
F & N
Definite
2 Mops
That's My Twins
