SLOW MY SXUL!
Ricky Faulkner
And your bitch know I been on my shit
So that's why she all on my dick
My bro gon' blast on that bitch, let it rip
Coppin Saks for that bitch, that's a fifth
Uh, ask why the fuck wont my head (work!)
Run up I'm leaving you dead (murk!)
I don't know where to begin, uh
Nothing was part of the plan
And 'yo bitch know I been on my shit
So that's why she all on my dick
My bro gon' blast on that bitch, let it rip
Coppin Saks for that bitch, that's a fifth (Okay)
Lights stop, rows of gold
Close my eyes to slow my soul
Lights stop, rows of gold
Close my eyes to slow my soul (Aye)
Lights stop, rows of gold
Close my eyes to slow my soul
Lights stop, rows of gold
Close my eyes to slow my soul