92 Skupe
Pardon my absence the goat is back up in this bitch
Man I'm sorry I left from this shit
Been dealing with niggas and bitches
Who say that they real but fake as the tits on ya bitch
I came from the bottom with nothing I swear that I did
I'm tryna own all of this shit
Tryna get my mama a crib my brothers some whips
The rest I'm investing this shit
Who the fuck say I ain't snapping on hoes
I get mad and start slapping these hoes
I grew up with 3 brothers the other one left me
But feel him every day in my soul
R.I.P Skupe man I miss you
I swear that lil nigga was vicious
He was 21 with a 38 they say that them cougars hit different
Since you been gone lil bruh
These niggas been acting like hoes lil bruh
They bitchin' like bitches and switching' and clique'n
The fuck out my face what you better do
Bitch you hating the fact I'm ahead of you
If you pull that bitch out bitch you better shoot
If you poppin' that bitch better hope I die
Cause I'll get yo bitch smoked like gorilla glue
Or that loud though
We was smoking good weed in the bando
Skupe slept wit that thang on his hip
It was dark in this bitch but I bet he wouldn't miss though
If a nigga run up in this bitch
He the only one with a stick
Bet he lay him down on the floor
Man I really miss this
Getting high with my bro man wish we can smoke just one more
YEA
Man I'm sorry I left from this shit
Been dealing with niggas and bitches
Who say that they real but fake as the tits on ya bitch
I came from the bottom with nothing I swear that I did
I'm tryna own all of this shit
Tryna get my mama a crib my brothers some whips
The rest I'm investing this shit
Who the fuck say I ain't snapping on hoes
I get mad and start slapping these hoes
I grew up with 3 brothers the other one left me
But feel him every day in my soul
R.I.P Skupe man I miss you
I swear that lil nigga was vicious
He was 21 with a 38 they say that them cougars hit different
Since you been gone lil bruh
These niggas been acting like hoes lil bruh
They bitchin' like bitches and switching' and clique'n
The fuck out my face what you better do
Bitch you hating the fact I'm ahead of you
If you pull that bitch out bitch you better shoot
If you poppin' that bitch better hope I die
Cause I'll get yo bitch smoked like gorilla glue
Or that loud though
We was smoking good weed in the bando
Skupe slept wit that thang on his hip
It was dark in this bitch but I bet he wouldn't miss though
If a nigga run up in this bitch
He the only one with a stick
Bet he lay him down on the floor
Man I really miss this
Getting high with my bro man wish we can smoke just one more
YEA
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