This is a song about "Graffiti guns drugs bitches"

Soon as para finite will paralyze her existence

If you're black, you're always a thug, and you have drugs and guns

Amen, they say you only live once

Of having so much drugs, so much drugs

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

No money, power, or drugs,

Bonding over our love for drugs

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

Forget it its in the past memories pass i rather not rap about guns, drugs, and ass,

All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash

Guess they ran out of options

Without the sound of guns

Equalizer funds blastin' faster than mounted guns

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

Graffiti exist everywhere in my hoods placement,projects made to be