I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks
Most people made of blood and organs but i'm made of drugs
I can’t promise this verse will be better than the first
Fuck your wines and your drugs, i'm higher than the world
But i guess that shit's just tough love
Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness
We're just teens but thieves and fiends, slangin' drugs,
In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux
Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips
Drugs hidden in my shorts, fill the street corners with kids
Surrounded by drugs violence and sodomy
To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free
She likes the way it hits her lips
Oh and fuck all the cool kids
Fuck rappin' about smokin' drugs, they hurtin' your lungs, tons, of guns.
Talking ridiculous have mommas getting floral opinions
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