My bitch: she educated, walking college grounds
Like a whole police k-9 unit filled with basset hounds,
So a-k to your brain, and you ooz-ing
Outfits is ruthless, now your bitch is choosing
We dig the plot and never bury pot
Makin em drop/, making em pop,/
It's not hip-hop, it's pop
That's how i got the weed spot
So check the verse miss. i ain't say i'm perfect
Cuz it's k-man, ryan and the bars we got left
Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for
Rollex on my neck 20 k for my brother
Seven fifty six k. and that's the down speed yo
It sucks that i didn't get the chance to say hello
(a k e) seems like a woman to me
A military mind mean money
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