THRAX

(Ayy, Geo got them bands, huh?)

Yeah, yeah

I wanna pop that perc
Bitch I spilled my Wok on my shirt
She wanna fuck on me right now (Yeah)
I wanna fuck on her
Sippin on Wok right now
I put my evil twin in the dirt
I got all black on my denim
Spin the block bitch you know I had to kill em
I put that boy in a box
Six feet bitch I spun in a drop
Stormi on top
She wanna fuck me now
Smoking thrax bitch I'm smoking loud (Yeah)
I can't feel my fucking face
I'm so fucking high bitch I'm feeling out of place
Bitch I'm raging at my show and they scream my fuckin name (Yeah)
Pop a perc like iayze
Take a stupid bitch on a date
Fuck yo bitch and I made her squirt
Pop a X bitch I don't pop percs

Pop a X bitch I don't pop percs
First show, Karrey Road on my shirt
Nigga keep talkin put him in the dirt
Twenty, Fifty, for the chain Iceberg
I don't give a fuck bout what you heard
Keep the semi tucked like A$AP FERG
Bitch nigga I'm fly like fucking bird
Nigga you can die on this fucking curb
Yeah free Thug my nigga say Slatt
We been smokin on new opp pack
I got GBA all on my back
I got yo bitch all on my neck
Left the balaclava all in the Vette
Bitch the whole Indy been sayin I'm next
Don't whip Maserati's we up in a Scat
I got a new bitch and her ass stupid fat (Bow)

Yeah
I can't feel my fucking face
I'm so fucking high bitch I'm feeling out of place
Bitch I'm raging at my show and they scream my fuckin name (Yeah)
Pop a perc like iayze
Take a stupid bitch on a date
Fuck yo bitch and I made her squirt
Pop a X bitch I don't pop percs



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Writer(s): August Santan
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