Fog On The River
• Written by YungTraplord
we rising up
like fog on the river
me and your sister
just had dinner
i be eating her out
like takeout
maybe she'll deliver
in the winter
it's something that i could consider
but i just get sicker
with this trigger finger
like i'm off on that liquor
it might be a little bitter
but it got me feeling right
like i could fight mike tyson
in his prime
i spit dimes over these
rhymes every motherfucking time
i gotta climb the grime
like it's lunchtime
but this not no crime
like al capone
i be holding the keys to the throne
ready to bone the mistress
giving out wishes
like it's christmas
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YungTraplord
Member since February 3 2018