I’m tryna be low key
Mind out of my body
Woof, bitch, top doglay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack
That act black / till the upper half of their body moves so far back
Never tame to any part of the body/
Killer stay uptown, louden va tree
You receive #visible scars ya body divided and sliced up in the back of a seat
When she was pregnant i'm surprised i ain't retardedat night i can't sleep, count sheep
Wouldn't it be nice if the banks didn't fuck up the loans
Came out the game, full stomach and some bones
I give up my light like an interracial couple wit a child
Keepin death on the top of my mind, checking out her body from behind,
Patron black, uh, patron jones
Now for a story of broken bones
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