But i'm good with a smith n wesson.
If you wanted a date, don't come
Hey, tell me why my hands start sweating
With a smith and wessen and your confessing
They vaguely decipher my language
I'm a word smith, but the lines are blurred bitch
Taught a lesson with a smith and wesson you're crying for protection
Without her making attempts to garner all of my attention
You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three
Hot boxing a jeep hazed getting real rowdy
A couple of haters looking, i’m knowing them niggas hot
Red riding is getting some of this wolfly odder cock
Fuck a smith an wesson
Baby you're the one
Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done
We dont die, starin down the barrel of a smith & wesson
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