#CrazyStory

#rondovsbodybaghalf #knightvsbodybag #halfabodybagg you and ya homies are peas in a pod like wireless earphones/ But if you were a real pro you'd charge them up on your own accord/ when i take shots, I'm a leave entry wombs the size of doorknobs, and exit wombs the size of trombones/ you gone harlem shake like hoes at a block party while your mouth foam/ I'm tryna shoot in your face and step over your corpse like you're Tyrone lue/ Afterwards come to the funeral and tell ya family "this pain gone hardin you"/ like a Bugatti my boo got the heat to quickly bring the bitch out of you, Dwanye wade/ Don't think a 5.0 ford cause she must stain your clothes like spilled Gatorade/ Look your bars are never over or a land though/ after this battle you'll wish to never see me now or again/ no Marilyn monroe cause you mad i took your wife and bought ha more/ (Baltimore) see I went to the dealership since I know a guy.. I said "give me that Mercedes Lewis"/ (Mercedes lewis) you came home from ya janitor job with your bags at the door.. while Im making her deep throat me on the living room floor/ I told the bitch you gone suck my D or (dior) die unwilling whore/ and she stil had 42 bullet holes put in her, connect 4/ gunshots made your child go on the run like I told him " I'm waiting on what you owe me then son"/ thats when I threw my hammer at his fucking chest like thor/ I say my homies will privately network their 223s like a vpn, while i smoke and talk shit like its the 85 south show/ they'll start at your top and finish at your rock bottom, making you swing arms like the peoples elbow/ remember when i mentioned Mercedes lewis earlier.. you thought I gave it to ya bitch? Hell no/ I'm a put you in half a body bag after giving you the mac like Khalia or Bernie/ your skull a be on the barrel like toxic waste when I air ya zone like rum nitty/ Imagaine if jeezy and teresa lavae was in a relationship.. cause this tec dark, thick, and will have you blew away/ I'm a go through your shit and if your momma pop up.. Leg shot, (bow wow)/ she'll reach down like a shook soldier that dropped their gun on the ground/ y'all both gone be put in a boxes like when the carnival leaving town/