|
Salmon skin Band-Aid help with recovery |
|
Diction buttery, grass depending |
|
Your ***** was switching passed depending on where the rudder swings |
|
Snapping like the shutter speed, pucker up, kiss of death |
|
Tell your men to hit the deck or hit the dirt |
|
Killing who you sinning first, verse wintergreen spit it, show 'em that I meant it |
|
Ho, I'm rolling with my *****s, find a gold and call the chemist |
|
Show up solo to the scrimmage, throw a brick and pour the Henny |
|
Don't defend it, it's useless ***** |
|
Up to my wrist in the cooler gripping the brew in this music *****t |
|
For Versace suicidal, I hit the Jake through the rifle |
|
Sliding in, she smiling and fidgeting, pull my face close |
|
Streaming down the street from what 'roma was stank though |
|
Product of the villainy, product capable plain clothes |
|
Rhyme with no *****s who probably was gonna remain broke |
