he lies they lie when you high, i stuffed a gram in this blunt on my mind, it aint them bitches wit pussy u like, they rendezvous at the top wit a sight, my arm n hammer wit herbs nd the spice, niggas be lies then they die and they iced, what about treasure u forgot the price, im in this bitch goin off on a vice, not nice no ice just that fye, niggas den lied and they dried out a subject, a whole bunch of scars thats that pain on a young nigga then i get Valerie just like a Valkyrie she has a salary im havin fun like a nigga just won, want her to come and yea spend on some money, no your not buffy but spiritually bussin, get to her skin and hey Arnold im no Schwarzenegger, cut from the difference with tour in figures, let him horny n endorse the vixen she like to pop asz like corks get twisted,