allergic to baby strollers
ant is a pyrex i'm the coke and the baking soda
juice be the blue flame that create the whole thing
apparently the same thing
if this was eighty-something i'd be in shell toes
gucci link fat rings ashy ass elbows
saving every penny trying to get up out this hell hole
hustlin' up off the jail phone
life's a battle fool you better have your weapon drawn
how could i be scared of death
breaking up pound after pound
you gon' need a boost from god to get as high as me nigga
i meant to say as high as we nigga
hit a killswitch and put an end to any problem
three fly ass bitches with we
double-cupped them double d's
three young ass niggas running shit
got bitches on my mini-me
and you niggas in the rap game can't relate
i'm a demon triple beaming
painting pictures rapin' mona lisa
killin bitches sniffin' panties
off your mind leave your brains on your moms
razor blades dipped in bleach
dump the body in tennessee
highway getaway oj bronco
cap it baby drive em off the bridge
ya'll some fuckin' queers
for my zombie homies kill tonight
only fuck a bitch if she lesbian
trill niggas run the city
addie in the caddy with the heat on cock
when a mac go cuz the beef don't stop
from the land of the lost of the gully and the gutta
see the preds made a toast for the honey and the butter
that's my money and my mother
hood by air for the summer
toast to the god and it cost nine hunna
so-so ru-run up if you wanna
and my zombie niggas straight out of flatbush