Maybe he'll listen in his casket -- the aftermathmore bodies being buried
They talk to me saying all i should do is kill,have sex and smoke weed
All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/
Jordan 4 seated floorside sitting with mars
Hit it then i quit it ‘fore she even made the bed
Dick out, cake in mouth, sex sex sex, check her eyes, yup their red,
A coward dies a thousand deaths
It wasn't about the sex
All the girls wanna have sex
I'm on deck i'm up next
Still i ve the money and there's nothing better than some weed..
So they hurtin but what's for certain you can get you some heat
Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed
Stuck in positions. if victims can't stand the heat
But is it really cocky if you know that it's true
Cruel shit like pussy money weed talking bout that's what you
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