Crafty Barnardo - 1 Min

She’s gone
Exhale, Release bong
She mad, I really smoked all her reefer
She drop top, Yeah yeah
Her knees strong, damn
She pulling up, Her whip
No Nissan
Exhale, Release bong
She hit my phone, When she need some
She drain me of all my energy
Still beat, And smoked her reefer
You’re really not what I need
She narcissist, I’m what she eat up
Tell me how she is the devil
Hell I don’t believe in
She telling me I’m the devil
Well she has a couple reasons
Seen it all in your aura
You had a couple demons
Why you telling me your stories
You know I don’t believe ‘em
Got you open like a book
I don’t even like reading

Written by:
Mauryce Allen

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