Hold On!!!

wait hold let me put my clothes on fresh asf only rock V.lone if it aint bout the money dont prolong choppa throwing bullets like brady so long u gone hear this shit its gone be yo ring tone kick down yo door no ding dong cause we on yo head like some headphones so dont hit the 314 if it aint about no money cde making shit wrap like a mommy and 187 making shit go crazy like Jumanji we only want the green like liege im sipping on lean no fiji spend a nigga block bavk to back like drac making shit shake like a earthquake i grab a blunt soon i wake it dont matter if i aint ate then be on the block by 7 i bet a opp be dead by 8 another dead goffy on the scene i heard he got hit with a 308 sent his ass to heaven gates i be up all night fucking trapping ion get tired no kevin gates law behind im high asf wrap up now i gotta jump a gate i out my trust in my gun not fate mask up on every hit cant let them people see my face glove on every hit cause tk cant leave no trace i call lil bro a leopard cause we he catch a opp he gone chase amd u cant dodge the bullets like a rainy day this bitch got her nerve talking about do i wanna fuck smelling like fish felay im riding around up in traffic with 22 shots screaming free cdai if we meet its a guarantee u gone be running like a relay this shit is hella easy and dont leave to gun around me cause im hella sleazy i call my shooter some creepy crawlers cause when they pop out cuts shit get creepy and this bitch hella freaky she gone eat the dick thru the dickies but ahe might be a set up luh bitch gotta keep the blickie cause these bitches icky like vicky step out got these bitches falling out like widney