[Verse]
Yeah, aye
Eyes on my shit, yeah
[?] on my wrist, drop
Tommy gun finna whip, though
Young stunna keep it real, what
Up in the woods is where my [?], whoa
I kill myself, let the blood drip, oh
Who you thinking knew about this?
What you know about a fuckin' hollow tip?
[?] slaughter, bitch
2019 • Elevated to a Higher Level
2019 • Elevated to a Higher Level
2019 • Elevated to a Higher Level
2019 • Elevated to a Higher Level
2019 • Elevated to a Higher Level
2019 • Elevated to a Higher Level
2019 • Elevated to a Higher Level
2019 • Elevated to a Higher Level
2019 • Elevated to a Higher Level
2019 • Elevated to a Higher Level
2019 • Living Matter
2019 • Living Matter