Skies are black, clouds are red
You already know you're dead
Okay man you do the drop
Where we spent days learning to spell dog
Black fours red drop head doors
Like a dog without paws,
Ticklin him go to his grave, skip him and visit his dog
I'm trynna beat up every beat until my feet at the top
Third ward general, young cash money
With the dog comin’ to pee
This crap is just soft as dough, dog
And i listen to thought
Millie on my neck, thumbin through that check
Color your eyes alveolar red
Before i make your nose rudolph, special red,
I say i put it so deep now she a cone head
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