1 Kasket

I need a casket, I need a casket, all these dead presidents
Walk in her residence, sit on the couch and I say what the business is
Told her to talk, I might fall asleep, codeine, in my soda can
VV on the chain, walking around, feeling like Gucci mane

Dead pres under mattress, I might fuck me a actress
Bitch I think I need a casket, bury me with dope and matches

Cause I'm always off that gas pack, yeah, good smoke need me a gas mask
I fell out of love now I need many bags
I'm talking many bags off white with the Virgil tag
I need hoes like Hugh Hefner, yeah
They give me cash I guess I'm special, ouu
Working my wrist and my diamonds they hit right now
Pass me the bic, we can get lit right now

Dead pres under mattress, I might fuck me a actress
Bitch I think I need a casket, bury me with dope and matches



Credits
Writer(s): Devin Gremillion
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