That Thought

(album: Before The Mosh - 2018)

16 drop
Shift game huh
Sipping wok
Hold that thought
She gon flexxx, she gon flawge
Before she fuck
Hold that thought
Pour my drink, hold my phone
Tell my hoes ain't noone home
Smoke this dank, hold my phone
Tell my hoes ain't noone home
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Bhris in the Trap, looking like bhris in the trap
Lil jit jugg for the racks
Smoking on pack, yawl niggas smoking that bap
Need to come and holla at the man
Hoes buss down, told me she ain't fucking with the klan
Bitch still fucking with the klan
Sharing these shones, might as well share these shones
That's already how they getting down
Mix a lil med with the fanta my nigga lord
Chop his body up I prefer my murder with gore
When I'm drugged up I don't think about it no more
I was going numb I don't feel it when you ignore
I don't know what love is I never had it before
Imma die alone but hey fuck it I'm better off
I don't need an image to show you that I'm a boss
My niggas no limit we scam it and sell the raw
I could never be afraid of a nigga cause he claim he a G
Lil Bitch
He could bleed like me
Imma stay quiet, lay low, get rich for the beef
Then drop the cash to leave his brains on the street
I done had mad hoes lie to me I ain't dead yet
Sent a couple long messages that I ain't read yet
Seen the voodoo priest last week now I'm full blessed
Fake motherfuckers get a slow death

16 drop
Shift game huh
Sipping wok
Hold that thought
She gon flexxx, she gon flawge
Before she fuck
Hold that thought
Pour my drink, hold my phone
Tell my hoes ain't noone home
Smoke this dank, hold my phone
Tell my hoes ain't noone home
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