I Grew up Stacking and zapping, bagging and Trapping. and i’m the neighborhood dealer Bringing in a lot of traffic. If I didn’t have in the plastic you get it in a napkin. ion want new friends only if then getting to them bands. I don’t want no bitch who didn’t have to struggle to fit that ass in two them pants. If she like trap music then i might have a chance. I hope she like to drink and smoke zaza but if i fail my mission i’ll find another broad Ill holla I ain’t tripping. I Never been a quitter got to finish my chicken dinner Rest in peace to my nigga you the realist nigga I met ever. If you was still here i’ll feel a lot better remember you lifting my spirits up in rainy weather. It’s a cold cold world when is it gonna get better. We the people we need to come together.