Her blood felt a little bit different
Off jump boo, cudi give you funk
J big as a muffler, we puff that meineke weed
Comes to fine out you was only there for a week
You see i gotta go to war
Turn the volume up a little bit more
You be on that stalker shit
Me and you just need to talk a bit
Wolf gang, triple six crew
There comes a time when you,
When i looked a little closer i figured out where you actually lurked
How many pistols smoking coming from a broken familyi'm sick of being tired
Righteously living, i know all my verses be cold
No money, little bit of chance, skill, and i was out sold,
And make the hey virginias transform and become a little bit more eldritch
You have highlights about your life, i have lights 'bout my high life bitch
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