That P

(album: BAD SHIT - 2016)

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Hoe might fucking ask me why chain swang
Bitch stay wet pull off in the vette
Lucky we ain't pillow talking
And I'm rocking with her partner
[?]
Just ride with the set
We collect all the checks
And provide the block with the wet [?]
You see me now I ain't going home
I'm all alone headed to the coroner
I think I'm dead inside
Certainly you not I
Bitch you must die
Alot of y'all 9 5 don't confide
With the guidelines of mankind
Fuck em all till we die
I don't feel y'all niggas
I don't wanna feel y'all niggas
Grab my sack and snort the p
Ridin with the beast
Fucking with a God
I'm out here pullin cards
I swear to God

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Bunch of savages hacked in a patty wagon
Don't asked me what happened
Just know it's crackin captain
Pull out body baggin in all kinds of traffic
It's a dirty world bitch I know
Rose gold hoe with the dome like a pro
Blow slow lil hoe I got time to hold that
Bitch Bad Shit
Bitch I love it
Talk about you in public no discussion
Always cussin been like fuck the subject
That you talking about, if that money ain't for me
Y'all be hundred fuckin pussy my g
Sleepin on nigga that be up into me
Might as well snort a quarter g
[?]
Take a little breath to this drunken motherfuckin masterpiece
You Bitch