Fitzner drive(original)

meet my homie mike this guy comes off a little bit crazy deaf in one ear, blind in an eye this mother fucker doesnt even wanna try gets his dick sucked and smoking on some hard took his last bitch then his life fell apart bro told me to go die in a deep ditch his next bitch came home and asked for some dick played with her all night and we fucked in his bed bum ass nigga gets bullshit instead alright imma go off the track a little bit meet the new pusher named patty lights out popping these caddys sufficating on a hit he aint payin we in the trap you know what the fuck im saying gun to the head for a robbery these niggas do anything for a commodity graffiti on the wall, pull my sack out and make another call push a few pounds and break out the ball my weight gets to six feet tall they geekin on the couch like its christmas at home pull the blunt out and roll another cone his next bitch gave me top on the phone a day went by and i let it be known whippets out speaker still playin junkie came back repayin