Goddamn! these bodies are starting to smell!
And bad bitches give me head and tell
With my end goal in sight
Cause i feel its right
Hoping you well, i know it's hell
I don't even wanna smell
Two times, cause a youngin ain't died
No glasses, love at first sight
Painting a picture of pure imagery.
The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free
New school, old school outside
I need you outta sight,
In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux
The dangerous imagery of ghetto thugs, heavy drugs,
Life is too much
So y'all can cope n' touch
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