Yeah nigga!ay, but peep how my nigga syke do it to you
Your body on my body baby stickin like some glue
On re up, need strips in cases
Ships that sail to distant places
Slaughter someone caught up in my way, yeah you gotta love
Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus
I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love
And if you wanna be famous, put your hands in my anus
When i get my hands on nines
Jeremy scotts, 3 stripes
Got my hands on the wheel why your wrapped in chains
Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes
Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see
You wanna judge me for my lyrics, but you´re not me,
Demons in my dreams, i keep seeing my body wash up on a shore
Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before
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