Untitled Song
• Written by Anonymous
My name is alex
3m's on my new balance
I travel on the weekends
I don't turn cheeks, i draw blood like leeches
Its obvious that you dont want to be with now
Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow
And shoot it right through my heart just like kevin hart
Cause i, am feelling this deep down in my heart
I think you need to go find a dart
No pork on the fork, but it’s white in the pot
It take shot at that A.K.3 wity me now
Will somebody please show me how
Let a stingray come and get you
Jt: damn i forgot it, too
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