Breaking news gang today might be ya day
Fifty drum fulla hot shit ain't nen one gotta name
Up this bitch wit my eyes closed aint even gotta aim it
He went broke for dat fit just to get it painted
You be on my dick like a leech, that don't get you paid
Junkies looking the undertaker boy I got that Kane
Jus got off the phone wit my youngboy I told em go insane
Come thru wit the lasers all black like thon maker
Pull up that dog food yea like I cater,
Green and red beams on em look light sabers
I could let you meet yo maker for some light paper
Hit ella so damn much WE starting to look jus like like a lakers
Fiending bout that hoe she suck this dick like lifesavers
Walk inside the trap you could smell that blue flame yea
I jus threw a sugar cube in the wock til I get mood swings
Sticks all in rotation aye I shoot this bitch until I'm aching
I be out the way but u know I'm they conversation
Ya brody is rat how the f*ck u even tolerate him?
Don't want be yo buddy I'm wit the same niggas I came wit
I used baybay boy don't make me no break ins
I did some shit that I won't speak on me & breaking news gang
556 all in the keltec, put them lil 9s away
Move the dope wit my eyes closed I barely gotta slang
That nigga gave all he got jus to be a stain
You be on my dick like a leech, that don't get you paid
Junkies looking the undertaker boy I got that Kane
Jus got off the phone wit my youngboy I told em go insane
Come thru wit the lasers all black like thon maker
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Breaking news gang today might be ya day
Fifty drum fulla hot shit ain't nen one gotta name
Up this bitch wit my eyes closed aint even gotta aim it
He went broke for dat fit just to get it painted
You be on my dick like a leech, that don't get you paid
Junkies looking the undertaker boy I got that Kane
Jus got off the phone wit my youngboy I told em go insane
Come thru wit the lasers all black like thon maker
Pull up that dog food yea like I cater,
Green and red beams on em look light sabers
I could let you meet yo maker for some light paper
Hit ella so damn much WE starting to look jus like like a lakers
Fiending bout that hoe she suck this dick like lifesavers
Walk inside the trap you could smell that blue flame yea
I jus threw a sugar cube in the wock til I get mood swings
Sticks all in rotation aye I shoot this bitch until I'm aching
I be out the way but u know I'm they conversation
Ya brody is rat how the f*ck u even tolerate him?
Don't want be yo buddy I'm wit the same niggas I came wit
I used baybay boy don't make me no break ins
I did some shit that I won't speak on me & breaking news gang
556 all in the keltec, put them lil 9s away
Move the dope wit my eyes closed I barely gotta slang
That nigga gave all he got jus to be a stain
You be on my dick like a leech, that don't get you paid
Junkies looking the undertaker boy I got that Kane
Jus got off the phone wit my youngboy I told em go insane
Come thru wit the lasers all black like thon maker
Fifty drum fulla hot shit ain't nen one gotta name
Up this bitch wit my eyes closed aint even gotta aim it
He went broke for dat fit just to get it painted
You be on my dick like a leech, that don't get you paid
Junkies looking the undertaker boy I got that Kane
Jus got off the phone wit my youngboy I told em go insane
Come thru wit the lasers all black like thon maker
Pull up that dog food yea like I cater,
Green and red beams on em look light sabers
I could let you meet yo maker for some light paper
Hit ella so damn much WE starting to look jus like like a lakers
Fiending bout that hoe she suck this dick like lifesavers
Walk inside the trap you could smell that blue flame yea
I jus threw a sugar cube in the wock til I get mood swings
Sticks all in rotation aye I shoot this bitch until I'm aching
I be out the way but u know I'm they conversation
Ya brody is rat how the f*ck u even tolerate him?
Don't want be yo buddy I'm wit the same niggas I came wit
I used baybay boy don't make me no break ins
I did some shit that I won't speak on me & breaking news gang
556 all in the keltec, put them lil 9s away
Move the dope wit my eyes closed I barely gotta slang
That nigga gave all he got jus to be a stain
You be on my dick like a leech, that don't get you paid
Junkies looking the undertaker boy I got that Kane
Jus got off the phone wit my youngboy I told em go insane
Come thru wit the lasers all black like thon maker
Writer: Jovanni Lewin
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