Hitting beets this free shit living on streets boy don’t know me top grade shooter hood man booter my boys got food hidden in the heater pull up pussy boy leaver puff my leaf hit this shits weak we got beef not like jurky more like jury my boys in a hurry looking kinda blurry fuck this shits fucked hit my line but don’t bother me well I’m doing this blind fuck this shits fine jr royals on my mind I’m selling by the line money on my mind ten dollars a pop fuck with me get dropped quick buy a rock then stick up I thought I Hurd a hiccup I love my glock sell with my whole flock boys got locked after buying my whole stock snich on me and get knocked then stomped like a kid on the wrong block lucky if you don’t hear the sound pop pop you’re gunner just got dropped like my case after I look a judge in his face not guilty every time keeps me feeling like I’m in my prime didn’t do the crime feeling like a criminal master mind. fuck just playing shout out to my boy alfa I’m young wight pac this songs called fuck w me and get dropped add up my instagram at it’s Noah bitchis