8th st.

[Intro]
I was walkin', I was walkin', I was walking past
[?]

[Hook]
Walkin' down town with a bitch on my right
Never back down, shawty love pickin' fights
Walking down town with a bitch, [?]
Make her undress, roll gas, have sex
I dont wanna go where the people go
Where they get too high, never feeling low
Getting all lined up for a line of blow
Gotta get fucked up right before a show

[Verse 1]
I want a light skin, slim thick, cuban hoe
Bring her to my crib, real snug studio
And I could slit her throat for a video
But it'd get my name spread all through the city though
All the [?] scream knowing they won't have a dream
Or even a life to live, after I make a mes
To everyone I hurt, I swear I meant the best
I'm tryna get this pain I got off of my chest
I want it bad
Not to have to make you sad, to see how you [?]
Insides all over your out
I tie you up and force a lit match in your mouth
To let you go is hard, I cannot live without
Playing God

[Bridge]
Beg me for mercy
Bet you feel thristy
With no water
I'll rip your nails off if you don't chain smoke the blunts I rolled you
I know you're scared but shawty, just do what the fuck I told you
I got a passion for your thrashing, I will fucking fold you
And if you think you [?] then I might fucking show you
Yeah, I might fucking show you, while I'm here
Playing God

[Hook]
Walkin' down town with a bitch on my right
Never back down, shawty love pickin' fights
Walking down town with a bitch, [?]
Make her undress, roll gas, have sex
I dont wanna go where the people go
When they get too high, never feeling low
Getting all lined up for a line of blow
Gotta get fucked up right before a show

[Outro]
I want a light skin, slim thick, cuban hoe