Imma call her and have that bitch lick the tip of my ice cream cone like a
You're in the presence of a player, i'd rather be ya nigga
My pen sparks the benchmark i fench off tar
We going weed, women and some alcohol
Bang bang, do you hear that gun bang?
Real niggas never hate another man
Told ya i’m focused man
Bang bang, do you hear that gun bang?
And if yo blood wasn't runnin through my veins i would prolly cut yall off ... too ! yep
Kill a bitch extract her blood and turn that spell her name in bloody alphabet
I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent
And now i see that you were just a fake friend
Cause yo ass got me fiending for ya so far
We going weed, women and some alcohol
We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue
And that fucking bitch friend of his too."
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