Gangsta cupid
• Written by DrummaBoi
hitting the pen
We were messing with them Screws
Unchained bitch who let me loose
Nigga tried to Rob me but I refused
I told what's up shot him he wounded
Think next time cuz u is stupid
Instead of making niggas fall in love
I kill bc I'm gangster cupid
I'm the opposite I don't
Know if you gonna make
It out alive there ain't
No
Promises
Loading bullets
In your body u lose
consciousness
Gun shots u can feel the static
The bullet did even hit u
Nigga u is over dramatic
Reload the glcok bitch its auto matic
50 pounds of weed that's fantastic
If I die would it be tragic
Wiping out the ops wow magic
Shoot you into a basket
You I'm the wrong block
Bitch u gonna
End up in a
Casket blood on my t shirt
I might need a napkin
Glocks all stacking
Gun on your head
Bitch I ain't acting this shit hot like
Salsa so many people died so much trauma
I care about my money bitch u still oh me
My quarter nigga bleeding out someone
Take him to a doctor catch me in the block
And I'm a monster what I'm saying I did
Nigga u is stupid he'll spin on u and they call him
Gangsta cupid
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DrummaBoi
Member since March 5 2024