• Written by AbelSC
I ain't feelin you niggas,
I'm wiiling death to come up and fuck you bitches and snatch that breath
Out of you niggas
I'll end up killin you niggas if he doesn't
A dozen dead bodies already locked up in my closet
Ya girl givin me head in my Audi
I'm Scotti 2 hotti with 90s and foties
Y'all probably scared of the boogie man
I fuck that bitch all night like jersey niggas fuck snookie baby
Y'all the rookies,
I'm the vet nigga,
Y'all dogs,
Come to the vet nigga, I'll be waiting to put y'all to sleep
Im the big bad wolf rockin the skin of a sheep
My title say G.O.A.T an oh
I eat that lamb roasted
My toast is buttered an honeyed up
Baby oh baby ooooh I'm boust to bust a nut
Y'all talk wit rust in ya throat
I speak wit chrome on my tongue
Ya baby girl give head,
In my car like we at the Tacoma Dome!
She a silly hoe I love her for that
I hope you don't mind,
I passed to the Broooos.
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AbelSC
Member since December 9 2014