WOAH

[FUCKYOUAK]
Whoa
Fuck that bitch
I think i'm better on my own
Hoe i'm fucking savage to the bone
Pussyboi you just another clone
10 grams in the blunt it got me blown
Whoa
(x2)

[Witchouse 40k]
A pot of gooold
On my neck, from sellin souls
Shawty say she wanna smoke
But I asked her can she roll
It up

I’m totin Poles
Yeah I got a lot to show
Bullet make yo Body cold, leave em lookin like ghost aye aye

Aye
Gimme yo heart, imma take it I’m passin it back you know imma lace it
Up
21 knowing what what pain is, my wrist fulla cuts but I promise it painless
Yuh
Smokin on hazy I’m faded, my blunt fulla bugs and you know I’m gon blaze it
All my bullets got cases, Im loading em up and you know I’m gon face it
Bang