Queen Pin Gris flipping bricks
Sold my soul, profited
Colombian Neck tie shit
In the snow a numbed out kiss
Hey, I hope the afterlife is more turnt than this
Hey, I hope the underworld bumps my shit
Tell me where to go, tell me where they show
Gucci meth hoes inside the Gucci stores
It's that Gucci flow, that'll give you Gucci bags
On them Gucci toes
For selling that Gucci blow in...In Hialeah
Yanisleidy don't wanna a drive a fiat
She would marry the first dude with money that she sees
Met in a mosh pit
Held the crowd hostage
Anything a profit
F*ck that soft shit
Gonna fatten up my pockets
Keep that shit in lock and key
So if I can't sell the key
Say goodbye to me
Queen Pin Gris with the hits
Dion Sanders with the sprint
Iceberg with the tips
Y'all ain't bout this shit
We came up we came up from elementary
Taught each other like a university
Now we ignore the drought hoes be thirsty
On my grown man shit a young Cuban hit 30
Smoked an ounce of that good shit
At a party with a bad bitch
Getting marked your the candidate
For f*cking with my cannibus
For a can of bliss
I'm gonna handle it
It's drama time on the frontline
A young cuban hit 30
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Queen Pin Gris flipping bricks
Sold my soul, profited
Colombian Neck tie shit
In the snow a numbed out kiss
Hey, I hope the afterlife is more turnt than this
Hey, I hope the underworld bumps my shit
Tell me where to go, tell me where they show
Gucci meth hoes inside the Gucci stores
It's that Gucci flow, that'll give you Gucci bags
On them Gucci toes
For selling that Gucci blow in...In Hialeah
Yanisleidy don't wanna a drive a fiat
She would marry the first dude with money that she sees
Met in a mosh pit
Held the crowd hostage
Anything a profit
F*ck that soft shit
Gonna fatten up my pockets
Keep that shit in lock and key
So if I can't sell the key
Say goodbye to me
Queen Pin Gris with the hits
Dion Sanders with the sprint
Iceberg with the tips
Y'all ain't bout this shit
We came up we came up from elementary
Taught each other like a university
Now we ignore the drought hoes be thirsty
On my grown man shit a young Cuban hit 30
Smoked an ounce of that good shit
At a party with a bad bitch
Getting marked your the candidate
For f*cking with my cannibus
For a can of bliss
I'm gonna handle it
It's drama time on the frontline
A young cuban hit 30
Sold my soul, profited
Colombian Neck tie shit
In the snow a numbed out kiss
Hey, I hope the afterlife is more turnt than this
Hey, I hope the underworld bumps my shit
Tell me where to go, tell me where they show
Gucci meth hoes inside the Gucci stores
It's that Gucci flow, that'll give you Gucci bags
On them Gucci toes
For selling that Gucci blow in...In Hialeah
Yanisleidy don't wanna a drive a fiat
She would marry the first dude with money that she sees
Met in a mosh pit
Held the crowd hostage
Anything a profit
F*ck that soft shit
Gonna fatten up my pockets
Keep that shit in lock and key
So if I can't sell the key
Say goodbye to me
Queen Pin Gris with the hits
Dion Sanders with the sprint
Iceberg with the tips
Y'all ain't bout this shit
We came up we came up from elementary
Taught each other like a university
Now we ignore the drought hoes be thirsty
On my grown man shit a young Cuban hit 30
Smoked an ounce of that good shit
At a party with a bad bitch
Getting marked your the candidate
For f*cking with my cannibus
For a can of bliss
I'm gonna handle it
It's drama time on the frontline
A young cuban hit 30
Writer: Dave Create$
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