CASHEZ CLAY
CASHEZ CLAY

DO YOU KNOW WHO THE FUCK YOU ARE

DO YOU KNOW WHO THE FUCK YOU ARE

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01 Nov 2022

simple dropped off oh girl and some shit counten some duckets in a min speed off in the night so quick saw 50 on sly had to duck skid cuz the system got me twisted like a fucked kid and into beastyalty cuz its fuck a pig if you my nig you fuck wit it might pull a sig and put 2 in the ribs and one in the lid and another back to the mid complication home invan.vsions has king corso protect the crib bear fog a dog raid the spot to the trunk were the dope Is hid then get it off at all cost to thezzz'sssw highest bid internale revenue with the strip blew got me comeing threw in first place slid for you to catch what I'm spitting like a bib live take dont give make a bubble out a sprig then count my ribs wanna be greedy not share with the needy got a info red beem and a beany have you give me what I wish like a genie since the the triple beam sceezy money came easy feens so sleazy do what they can to appease me they just to greasy looking for a free bee head bash a dash then wip lash from smashing gas tempers that flash over filthy cash dome gash got split bottle broke spilt the whole 5th motions get to moving in.a slow drift swoop thuggish ruggish out a pile of rubbish to prowl p after hour trying to gather more powder than a snow clif for a hoe to go sniff with a trick have him no longer thinking wit his prick just wanna know if she can find some more cris to sniff showed her the currency she pushed off the couch out in the public wearing bairly nothing looking for some more dick and still worked d0ollas out a clinched fist take time to spil a rhyme pill a dime from out the grime lead the blind gassen threw a stop sigh all good okay problem trouble shooter like broke computer remember last winter in late December didn't get no gift so this time around I'm a get a whole pound break it down bring it on the scene threw the locked door and medal screen while owls hoot scoot ain't nothing to traffic juke maken a passenger puke from floaten like a para shoot American dream is in a sack for a feen to water dielute shoot a ain't gonna get a knock to lift finger for a klondike bar for a gram of tar the only qed

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