run up in ur crib while ur sleepin & point at ya frame w/ the toast
2 holes in ur bedsheets leaves ur soul floatin u need a name change to ghost
run up in ur crib while ur sleepin & point at ya frame w/ the toast
2 holes in ur bedsheets leaves ur soul floatin u need a name change to ghost
Name plays on me are old.
Legion Of Legends
That was witty - no it wasn’t. He already beat you faggot
The pumps are nifty, they’ll pop ur cousin & leave u taggin
Nigga you would of died when that gat got the busting
My bullets wouldn't just ring a Bel, they'd of left one in a permanent concussion