Jimmy V - CoLUmBinE TrENch

Posted in the trenches nigga
having too many bitches, nigga
Get the dough, like who is it, nigga
Make the dope, do magic, I'm a wizard, nigga

I'm ridin' in the city with a pistol on my lap
Say you wanna crash, pussy nigga, where you at
We can crash like a app
Off your head, boy no cap

And this may sound crazy, but I'm duckin' all the birds
In the hood, twin turbo
Call me XD, no Phineas and Ferb
Diamonds dancin' in the face like you got served

Close to the edge on the verge
Tight pussy like a virgin, she a squirt
Better rush that boy to urgent
Still in the trenches off that Michael Irvin', I ain't servin

I'm a user, I'm a user
I feel like Aaron Rodgers, off the ayahuasca
Tell the world kiss my ass, I'ma moon ya
Warm weather, bad hoes, I'ma move there

Got the pole on the side like a school chair
And the pistol got a dick with no pube hair
Get that creepin' in your house like the tooth fairy
I just lost a tooth in that bitch was 22 carats

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Jimmy 5

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