A deadly storm concoction is formed from cold hearts and hot air
Insecure as bitches blind dating with a pimple there
Multiple middle fingers in the air
I mean me is there, but it's like three there
Until all the air bubbles have popped.
Cause my mother let me do what i want
I don't even breathe the same air
She tried to call home mom dukes ain't care
Fuck a bottle rocket blowin smoke out in the air
It's been a half a year, i say we take it there
I'm running out of air
It's how we put it there
I run a 4.4, so they won't catch me there
Creepin up on you fell me,cold air.
Floating in the quietness, fortifying my alliances, lost in the air,
With a group of bitchs we're like fishes they got tendense to get wetter man you can drown in there
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