Untitled Song
• Written by Anonymous
West rider deep sea diver
don't got a nine to five
Still striving to be the best
Put holes in your chest
Like the stress
I just smoked
Dont get caught and sold
For little or nothing
Think I'm fronting
Hit the trees a little something
something
Pass it to the center control panel
Too much handles
Mounting over clowns
Givem pounds
Cause they wanna be down
Stab you in the back tightrope
Murder by the note
You can quote me now
Cause that's all when I ball
I never fall
Stand tall
For all
Of y'all
Getting typsy of bacardi lemon
Get in you like the demon
God on my lot
Rock
Spots
Nonstop
Catching flights
For two nights
Pay the price
You don't wanna see
Me
And the homie
No need to front
Build study analyze
Franchise
On more shit
Take a pic
Of the lyric
Multiple choice rhyme
Dime women hand me the riches
I see you out there
I care
You can see
Me
When you need
Proceed
On my mission
Never stop wishing
On a star
Used to be Jay r
But now they call me junior
Comma
Drama
Dhalli llama
Invasion
Total devastation
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