Huh, i can't interpret her
9 milli or the ruger
25 to life and 10 cents from bankrupt
When it comes to beef it becomes a talent
10 fives, 5 tens, 8 twenties its nothin!
My talent should take me places i've never been
Might as well get it off yo’ chest
With a 9 in the belt
Tequila hit me like a nina
I knocked you out like anesthesia
Inspired from 1-1 am, 1-9-9-9, (c just slide by 'n' slice your lungs
And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love
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