Just the model, a dozen hollows is tough to swallow
I'm on a death row,so death is a bitch i know
Damn near look like a god damn dump truck on the back of your ass
Past the point the earth no longer wears grass and is covered in ash
Gray coupe, whip in momma's name
Bitch this is not a game
I’m just a young nigga caught up in this rap business
There's a wussy bitch i know guess what his name is
Life was diggin’ me deeper, i kept on coming up short
Blowing out ash as if his throat was like a pipe exhaust,
With a sack of your ash an a steak knife i used to hack off your ass.
I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have
They say that karats help your vision
Lotta problems and a bitch is one,
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