This is a song about "Fucking around"

In her defense she a part of the crowd

Hoping you never come around

Walking around like he's some hardcore fucking punk

Hoping wes snipes make my life a bit different

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

I'm so loud den dis fucking black cloud! hit u from every directions ma spitz globing around!//

Be in the dead fucking center, walking around

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

Fuck you, i'm out

Til my head turns around

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Imma fucking wrap my hand around his damn throat and squeeze,

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

Now stop fucking around before shit gets serious

Ammunition in graceshh, move without a sound

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