3 or 5 Whores
Bitch I am blazy
Blazy Blazy
You know that Im blazy
Bow you stupid ass hoe
You stupid ass bitch
I steal all your kids I kill all your clique thats just what it is
Bow I'm a murder
I'm a stone cold killer
I fucking hunt you down while you're buying from your deale
I'm a stone cold killer
I fucking hunt you down while you're buying from your dealer
Puttin my sport car in drive
Loading the clip we ready to ride
I'm Ready to slide
Hopped out screaming
My lasers beaming
I'm Serving these bullets to busters whose feining
I'm in every lane all over the road
Hitting the dash and I'm speeding real fast on the freeway
So maybe I won't make it home
But I'm back now
Got suicide doors, matte black
Ferari matt on the floor now
I'm Tryna cram in 3 or 5 whores
If they fit in just fit in some more now
Backstage staying up late
Smoke in the air can't breathe straight
And Take what you smoking and raise it real high
A toast to the people we lost in the sky
This stupid ahh feeling I'm getting from talking
To stupid motherfuckers who don't have a noggin
My time is real precious so proceed with caution
Finna get lost in chasing a flawless w
These bullets they carry a load
Don't like to aim low
Rampage like I'm rambo
Hop out a Lambo
My Friday night plans cost more than your rent
And That's why I gamble
But fuck what you heard
I know I'm a handful
You're Weird and disturbed
Stupid little nerd you're just like erkel
That's how these pussy ass bitches compare to
You know that I'm coming
You ought to be running
The shotty is pumping I want it
I tellhim to empty his pockets
42 cocked it but he wouldn't't
What a mistake by a man that ain't know
From the 216 that's just how it goes
You dumbass bitch
You thought that was it
Imma empty out clips in you dumbass hoes
This whiteboy wasted
Whiteboy tainted
Whiteboy ready for the motherfucking works
I heard this whiteboy
Got a little convey
But when will it emerge
You cannot touch me
My jewelry is blinding living in luxury
All my diamonds are shinning like I found them In a mine
Puttin my sport car in drive
Loading the clip we ready to ride
I'm Ready to slide
Hopped out screaming
My lasers beaming
I'm Serving these bullets to busters whose feining
I'm in every lane all over the road
Hitting the dash and I'm speeding real fast on the freeway
So maybe I won't make it home
But I'm back now
Got suicide doors, matte black
Ferari matt on the floor now
I'm Tryna cram in 3 or 5 whores
If they fit in just fit in some more now
Backstage staying up late
Smoke in the air can't breathe straight
And Take what you smoking and raise it real high
A toast to the people we lost in the sky
No reasons
All part of collegians
One gets drunk and someone leaking
Some bad Puerto Ricans smoking that ganja
Up in the club got it breaking (got a Rican)
She gone show her tits for the weekend'
(You a dumb hoe)
Going off of the deep end
I heard that she got a man
Now she got different plans
All on that dick made the bitch do the running man
I'm doing some mob shit
I'm starting a riot because I am toxic
You wish you had money my man
But you are buying your weed by the gram
Like the Boyz N the Hood
Lil Ricky get two pumped
Spinning around to unload the drum
And a sawed-off and a sawed-off
Hit him so hard knock his motherfucking jaw off
Stinky ass pig I still eat the bacon
I rawdog your bitch to give her my baby
To show you it's real
I'm eating your girl like it's my last meal
Puttin my sport car in drive
Loading the clip we ready to ride
I'm Ready to slide
Hopped out screaming
My lasers beaming
I'm Serving these bullets to busters whose feining
I'm in every lane all over the road
Hitting the dash and I'm speeding real fast on the freeway
So maybe I won't make it home
But I'm back now
Got suicide doors, matte black
Ferari matt on the floor now
I'm Tryna cram in 3 or 5 whores
If they fit in just fit in some more now
Backstage staying up late
Smoke in the air can't breathe straight
And Take what you smoking and raise it real high
A toast to the people we lost in the sky
Blazy Blazy
You know that Im blazy
Bow you stupid ass hoe
You stupid ass bitch
I steal all your kids I kill all your clique thats just what it is
Bow I'm a murder
I'm a stone cold killer
I fucking hunt you down while you're buying from your deale
I'm a stone cold killer
I fucking hunt you down while you're buying from your dealer
Puttin my sport car in drive
Loading the clip we ready to ride
I'm Ready to slide
Hopped out screaming
My lasers beaming
I'm Serving these bullets to busters whose feining
I'm in every lane all over the road
Hitting the dash and I'm speeding real fast on the freeway
So maybe I won't make it home
But I'm back now
Got suicide doors, matte black
Ferari matt on the floor now
I'm Tryna cram in 3 or 5 whores
If they fit in just fit in some more now
Backstage staying up late
Smoke in the air can't breathe straight
And Take what you smoking and raise it real high
A toast to the people we lost in the sky
This stupid ahh feeling I'm getting from talking
To stupid motherfuckers who don't have a noggin
My time is real precious so proceed with caution
Finna get lost in chasing a flawless w
These bullets they carry a load
Don't like to aim low
Rampage like I'm rambo
Hop out a Lambo
My Friday night plans cost more than your rent
And That's why I gamble
But fuck what you heard
I know I'm a handful
You're Weird and disturbed
Stupid little nerd you're just like erkel
That's how these pussy ass bitches compare to
You know that I'm coming
You ought to be running
The shotty is pumping I want it
I tellhim to empty his pockets
42 cocked it but he wouldn't't
What a mistake by a man that ain't know
From the 216 that's just how it goes
You dumbass bitch
You thought that was it
Imma empty out clips in you dumbass hoes
This whiteboy wasted
Whiteboy tainted
Whiteboy ready for the motherfucking works
I heard this whiteboy
Got a little convey
But when will it emerge
You cannot touch me
My jewelry is blinding living in luxury
All my diamonds are shinning like I found them In a mine
Puttin my sport car in drive
Loading the clip we ready to ride
I'm Ready to slide
Hopped out screaming
My lasers beaming
I'm Serving these bullets to busters whose feining
I'm in every lane all over the road
Hitting the dash and I'm speeding real fast on the freeway
So maybe I won't make it home
But I'm back now
Got suicide doors, matte black
Ferari matt on the floor now
I'm Tryna cram in 3 or 5 whores
If they fit in just fit in some more now
Backstage staying up late
Smoke in the air can't breathe straight
And Take what you smoking and raise it real high
A toast to the people we lost in the sky
No reasons
All part of collegians
One gets drunk and someone leaking
Some bad Puerto Ricans smoking that ganja
Up in the club got it breaking (got a Rican)
She gone show her tits for the weekend'
(You a dumb hoe)
Going off of the deep end
I heard that she got a man
Now she got different plans
All on that dick made the bitch do the running man
I'm doing some mob shit
I'm starting a riot because I am toxic
You wish you had money my man
But you are buying your weed by the gram
Like the Boyz N the Hood
Lil Ricky get two pumped
Spinning around to unload the drum
And a sawed-off and a sawed-off
Hit him so hard knock his motherfucking jaw off
Stinky ass pig I still eat the bacon
I rawdog your bitch to give her my baby
To show you it's real
I'm eating your girl like it's my last meal
Puttin my sport car in drive
Loading the clip we ready to ride
I'm Ready to slide
Hopped out screaming
My lasers beaming
I'm Serving these bullets to busters whose feining
I'm in every lane all over the road
Hitting the dash and I'm speeding real fast on the freeway
So maybe I won't make it home
But I'm back now
Got suicide doors, matte black
Ferari matt on the floor now
I'm Tryna cram in 3 or 5 whores
If they fit in just fit in some more now
Backstage staying up late
Smoke in the air can't breathe straight
And Take what you smoking and raise it real high
A toast to the people we lost in the sky
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Writer(s): Joshua Barnes
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