feed me
say hello to the bad guy talk shit bitch nigga you can die don't count me out count me in every body eats potatoes and meat this is what yall need the glock said stop being greedy but the AK keeps saying feed me new balance and Sergio teckinie I'm ,in the kitchen I bring back everything more guns more bullets we in a bonus I'm in the lobby with coke and baking soda plus some Molly 38 special on my body shot to my team honor respect and loyalty the king og put a choke hold on the street we know you only as good as your Weekes link lean on the prosecutor till a nigga is free. fast life and faster cars this shit different I'm somewhere in the stars the trend setter in Ralph Lauren they only love you when you win fuck it my dick my only friend and this ar 15 is my girlfriend I'll circle your block like I'm racing pull the blade out and give you a face lift a whole lot of Hugo boss and Ferragamo make you leave here then re up at the cassino don't make me call the vato he's straight Loco I'm talking shoot up funerals open to closed casket like a magic trick middle finger up laughing another fetinal od shit so tradgic i keep telling them yall broke cause y'all stretch it i got a shard of tina i call that bitch my precious 420 tony make sure no whitneses godking hot rails left the building the boy on meth again he spun somewhere over the rainbow blowing clouds out the meth globe he only loves his plug no homo he stay all the way up I'm talking no doze 1 line of gun powder and a line of crystal have some goggles cause you gonna take off like a missile i told her get me she hit that thing and said i got you trust me if I don't have the bag I'm bout to
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