​patastrami

[eddison]

[?]
All my niggas fuckin' shooters like we playin' on a court
All my niggas with the bullshit nigga, run on like a sport
I'mma pull up with the [?] this make y'all gon' exit bitch
I spit like fuckin' speech impediments [?]
Bitch you know I hit it taller, I got high-school credits bitch (I dropped the fuck out, aha)
Passed out in Margielas, woke up wit' your bitch on camera
Woke up bustin' nuts and hittin up her [?] like Damn Daniel
I got camgirls stickin' candles in their you-know-what, bitch you know what bitch
I'm gon' dance like I got the moves, I got all the grooves bitch
Tell me what the fuck you tryin' to do, [?]
I got bands that I can't count and I don't dance around it
Demons in my head is crowdin', when you gon' get out me?
She got pinkeye, call her Patrick, keep that bitch, she outtie
I got bands, tell that bitch she crowdin' me
I got bands, tell that bitch she crowdin' me
I just shoot a Glock at a freak throat (freak throat)
On the floor bitch, that's where your knees roll
I got juice, I'm that nigga from the juice store
I got juice, I'm that nigga from the juice store

[fl.vco]

I am [?] but I'm fillin' up with toxins (toxins)
Barkin' with the blade, but I lost him
I don't want the people in my face so I gat them, Glock them, shot them, put into a coffin, dolphin
The fuck you doing 'round that action, son?
I fuckin' pull up and do what he should have done
I take it out and realize there's no grip on the gun
There was one left standing 'til it turned into none
Ain't no mo' smoke, bitch I'm outta dope
Murder what he wrote, niggas at his throat
And you'll never know, mighta sent 'em both
G.I. [?] Joe, choppa let it blow