Got problems, what? i can't say
He died on my 16 birthday,
Will he handle the trip, or will he slip so sadly
Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see
Graves bear those names, and he died a soldier/
Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her
Any chick come around me, is never gon' leave me broke
When he thought he could do this was he on coke
He could've died of a cardiac arrest. i only dream about it.
& my bitch pussy fire gotta extinguish shit, lebron james & shit
Thinking he wont goddamnit he will
You fumbled in a drill, young man get on the hill
He came home so pissed and he doesn't know why
Weighin 165 and these tricks should die
He can split he can bend
Niggas in the street scared
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