Intro
Damn
*clears throat*
Ay, you gotta lighter real quick?
*Lights cigarette*

Ghost
Flesh so cold
Wrist
Plug so broke
Gold
For the skin on my knuckles take some notes

Ghost
Flesh so cold
Death
Won't grow old
Pissed
Madman take her life a lot bullet holes

Verse: 1
Got all my boys in that off white before we was rockin’ nike slides
We all ride tonight
Just in case broski think he wanna die we carry a nice 20 inch blade by our side
Not within' the cell inside my pain comes from a long line of pain in dubai
It comеs not from others
My self hate is fuеled by many
Loosey goosey takin' shots with vro manny
40 in her hand she keepin’ a bando
If he want work rip to tbg we smoke that pack by many though
*Did I really*
Slob on my knob like waterfall
*just witness that?*
*OH MY FUCKING NI-*