so much guns in my laser

you just like pan like lay down son I have a gun you can not fool me up you just died go the trash op go okay I got you just killed with a mother cap millions of grands of dead on the drugs like the smoke broke still 7 years still dumb have you ever learned your lessons like the trash boy like the glove like a ruff type of drink!! like a leek like an ash like crash and like the cash rap