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German track
Pussy in the pool he never made it back
Better fucking run I take the sun and make it fade to black
Bait a rat
Bait a couple suckers into making rap
Then crucify some bitch and carve her name into a vacant plaque
Poke a fucking hole into my veins so I can fade away
Mix it with the
So i don't paper plane remain awake
Major ache
All you fucking bitches getting chased away
I catch up grab caboose I tie his noose and throw him in the bay
Catch me in the pickup it's stolen with Jay I'm rollin bitch
Choppa with the 30 we bussin' until the Choppa click
Yo bitch sorta hoping I'm broken I let her suck my dick
And even tho I'm sober still hopeless and reppin triple six
Dash off on a fed
He tryin to pop my trunk and check the back
This boy been missin bout a month and we know you know where he at
Roger that
Lemme show you where that mother fucker lay
Red and blue dim under the ground you join him ain't got time to play

Mr Trick a mother fucker
Here's my dick for all you suckers
Slimmy the buster Bustin heads with the
Louisville Slugger
With my brothers get to running
Call up gilly the fucking gunner
Better hit the fucking deck
Better get low take some cover
Under the covers with yo bitch
She gripping Johnny
German Jay grippin a Tommy
Catch a body
Slimmy the murka with the shotty
Put that chrome up to his temple
Make that pussy boy go potty
Then I pull up on his gang and turn they block into Benghazi
Paparazzi flashing blinding
Wait a minute that's my Choppa
Fuck a muzzle
Big ole flame
I turn that sucka to a puzzle
Looking down below his feet the Bloody dripping see the puddle
Grab my mother fucking shovel
Should've stayed up out my tunnels
You in trouble
Grab a chisel
And that FN with the Hubble
Pop a pussy and his buddy
In the coffin let em cuddle
Let em snuggle
Boy I knew that sucka sweeter than a truffle
Slimmy murka got the hustle
AK sizzle when it bustle

Written by:
Tyler Hill

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