So he just hung out with buddies
My bitches brighter always saying lights please
Clock ticks from ten, more socks hung again till 3 2 1 thank god for another year alive, amen.
Like you're the boss and no one's goin'/ to ever take you out your throne/ knowin' you'd go for 'em
Hung by your intestines, swinging from side to side,
Watchin the cops roll byit ain't easy... that's right
This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son
Luring these people i'm hurting you are hung
I call home delivered the news everybody hung up
Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck
They slept in death, hung from a wire that held their necks
Only thing between me and your bitch is a latex
Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store
Wake up in make up on the floor sore with a whore and sock hung on the bedroom door
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