lurkinthroughthewoods !
I'm serving fiends, like Im chilling at a soup kitchen
Germany on my plate, inside with blue stitchings
Certainly, I gotta get it got a new vision
Murder scene, its first degree I wonder who did it
Heard of me, I got my motherfuckin' tools itchin'
Burgundy, put his ass on the news slippin'
Serving tree, out my mamas fucking Cruze driftin'
Mercury, I'm boutta blast Apollo 2 mission
At the top, just like a mountain
Sipping henny, out a fountain
Got too many, bitches pouting
Looking at my, bank accountant
The amount, he cannot count it
That discount, I cant discount it
Dont discout, yo' close surroundings
And surround those, who stay grounded
Shawty throw it like a hula hoop
My chain colder than fruity loops
King of hearts but my bitch bad
The queen of spades lets shoot the moon
I'll show you what this Ruger do
The Luger too we shooting through
I'm with my doggs like Scooby Doo
You be hanging with the groupies too
I pass out at the Blue Lagoon, then wake up in the bitches bed
Itchin' I be twitchin', cuz Im geeking off these different meds
Listen to the Smithon, guns be popping, I be killing feds
They keep tryna take my guns, I keep two pistols in my bed
Serving fiends, like Im chilling at a soup kitchen
Germany on my plate, inside with blue stitchings
Certainly, I gotta get it got a new vision
Murder scene, its first degree I wonder who did it
Heard of me, I got my motherfuckin' tools itchin'
Burgundy, put his ass on the news slippin'
Serving tree, out my mamas fucking Cruze driftin'
Mercury, I'm boutta blast Apollo 2 mission
Everyday I wake up and I'm contemplating suicide
Casper over everything just like a monk takes Buda's Side
Jesus on my necklace, cuz I know that man got crucified
Tap tap at the trap trap all on snapchat saying who arrived
Open up the pack, in the back of the suburban
Me and all my homies, we be tighter than a virgin
Talking on the gram but keep that energy in person
PO hit my line and he say he need some urine
But I know I aint clean, so I ask him if its urgent
I be in her organs, she can feel it like a surgeon
Rain keeps on pouring, but that won't cancel your circus
Tell em hit me up, cuz they know I got good service
Germany on my plate, inside with blue stitchings
Certainly, I gotta get it got a new vision
Murder scene, its first degree I wonder who did it
Heard of me, I got my motherfuckin' tools itchin'
Burgundy, put his ass on the news slippin'
Serving tree, out my mamas fucking Cruze driftin'
Mercury, I'm boutta blast Apollo 2 mission
At the top, just like a mountain
Sipping henny, out a fountain
Got too many, bitches pouting
Looking at my, bank accountant
The amount, he cannot count it
That discount, I cant discount it
Dont discout, yo' close surroundings
And surround those, who stay grounded
Shawty throw it like a hula hoop
My chain colder than fruity loops
King of hearts but my bitch bad
The queen of spades lets shoot the moon
I'll show you what this Ruger do
The Luger too we shooting through
I'm with my doggs like Scooby Doo
You be hanging with the groupies too
I pass out at the Blue Lagoon, then wake up in the bitches bed
Itchin' I be twitchin', cuz Im geeking off these different meds
Listen to the Smithon, guns be popping, I be killing feds
They keep tryna take my guns, I keep two pistols in my bed
Serving fiends, like Im chilling at a soup kitchen
Germany on my plate, inside with blue stitchings
Certainly, I gotta get it got a new vision
Murder scene, its first degree I wonder who did it
Heard of me, I got my motherfuckin' tools itchin'
Burgundy, put his ass on the news slippin'
Serving tree, out my mamas fucking Cruze driftin'
Mercury, I'm boutta blast Apollo 2 mission
Everyday I wake up and I'm contemplating suicide
Casper over everything just like a monk takes Buda's Side
Jesus on my necklace, cuz I know that man got crucified
Tap tap at the trap trap all on snapchat saying who arrived
Open up the pack, in the back of the suburban
Me and all my homies, we be tighter than a virgin
Talking on the gram but keep that energy in person
PO hit my line and he say he need some urine
But I know I aint clean, so I ask him if its urgent
I be in her organs, she can feel it like a surgeon
Rain keeps on pouring, but that won't cancel your circus
Tell em hit me up, cuz they know I got good service
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