Carol city or was it the west
Drown you alive in wet cement
I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her
Wet em necks and jaw rest in shock wrecking ball toddler_
So you finally got the nerve
Threes two different colors
Sewer hell, skewered well... flow wet, screw a well
Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell
I don't wanna come down from this love i got on high
Wet cement open to ideas that'll fly/
On a bad night i'll get a couple threes like stephon curry
And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely
Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die
The ball in my fingers. i be shooting threes outside all day with my hittas and i
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