Intro

Damn

*clears throat*

Ay, you gotta lighter real quick?

*Lights cigarette*

Ghost

Flesh so cold

Wrist

Plug so broke

Gold

For the skin on my knuckles take some notes

Ghost

Flesh so cold

Death

Won't grow old

Pissed

Madman take her life a lot bullet holes

Verse: 1

Got all my boys in that off white before we was rockin’ nike slides

We all ride tonight

Just in case broski think he wanna die we carry a nice 20 inch blade by our side

Not within' the cell inside my pain comes from a long line of pain in dubai

It comеs not from others

My self hate is fuеled by many

Loosey goosey takin' shots with vro manny

40 in her hand she keepin’ a bando

If he want work rip to tbg we smoke that pack by many though

*Did I really*

Slob on my knob like waterfall

*just witness that?*

*OH MY FUCKING NI-*