curse So we can put down the verse, take it to the turf Cock and squeeze, and he who reach the hearse is he who Depicts fiction in his verse And as I breathe, and
arms Pulled her ring out my pocket I was savin Put it on her ring finger cocked the glock, and started prayin to Muhammad and Allah, the most beneficial
Fuck a battle we brought knives, niggas and guns Beat your ass and run Tryin to catch a case for fun Bussin at the po-po high off weed speed and coacoa
lips, and ain't never squeezed a nine Try to compete with me fool, you ain't competitive Stop claiming my town, before I give your ass a sedative Haymaker and