Six midgets ---->$precision$$
• Written by precision
Steadily brain bashin weak emcees.
Seriously questioning whether u clack gats or push keys.
fake ppl omg..please. Assume the position get back on your knees
Circumstances need to be be. Seized
take u on a journey block to block.
Unloading the gat till the bullet casings fallin out stop.
Till the sun come out.
Fuck u hoes true game till it run out.
Feelin shitty like kitty litter.
Hoes blowin showin skill. im down to kill.
after a while they get bitter.
Turn em out dick em down by noon.
Quick to consume my dick
bitches trippin all over my pockets that b thick.
six digits
plus one. Six limits
l know none.
sick with it.
Like getting head from six midgets. Just for fun.
Ill from the tongue until I'm done
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precision
Member since March 30 2015