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• Written by 4u2n0akaSKITTLE
I ain't tryna answer no questions...
I'm a plead the fifth and get back this smoke session
I ain't testin..but ill teach u a couple lessons....
Full court pressin..in the nose bleed section...
Cupcaking with my bitch Trina show affection...
But that bitch won't stop texting.....
Eyes glued to her..I phone...
I'm competing with it for her just. Like a drone
Feeling all alone..all up in my zone..
Getting Hella blown....
Puffin on this loud
Blowing out smoke clouds..
All natural like a boy scout
Getin lit is the life i enjoy now
H.g.h. we talking roids now
So quiet the noise and turn up the sound
Cuz this beat pound.....
It.geeks ..it bangs....
Leaving skid marks like shit stains
Gripping on the Wood grain
Why she gripping on the main vain
Getting fucked up eryday main
And I ain't fucking with no lame brains
Tryna stay in up in the game main
And Thats where I plan to remain
Cuz I ain't making like a tree and leaving.
Cuz it's burning tree season..
And it's all friends e for some reason..
It's kinda random...
Double up like a tandem
Going ghost like a phantom
As if I had some sort of ransom.
Cuz I'm so handsome...
So Damn son....
Dig a whole to face , plant em
Cus if I want em I can have em
I'm so fucked up
From all the drug
Filled up my cup
So show me love
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4u2n0akaSKITTLE
Member since December 8 2014