Breathing
Yeah, all these drugs in my blood
got me geekin
No you can't smoke with us
Bitch you tweakin
Wrist full of diamonds it look like the ocean
You say you make money bitch why is you joking
Spinning your block like a blunt in rotation
Shooting my chopa with no hesitation
Molly in my system bitch I think I'm peaking
Hoe shut the fuck wheneva I'm speakin
Blade to his face damn he bleedin
Someone go check if he's breathin
Ducking these hoes for a muthafuckin reason
Got stank on me man you know I stay reekin
No pen to the paper this shit is too easy
The fit I got on got me feelin lil sleezy
Aiming the blick to the back of his Head
Like he's Kennedy
Don't give a damn if you mad at me
Driving myself to insanity
King of Versace, Medusa my wifey
The car is Versace, got stripes on my Mazi
I'm dressin' so nicely they can't even copy
You'd think I'm Egyptian, got gold on my body
Money my mission, two bitches, they kissin'
My diamonds is pissing, my swag is exquisite
Blue and white diamonds They look Like the Pistons
I stay Codeine sippin
Versace I'm gripping them bands in my Pocket
You know that I'm living
Pick it up take a hit
See what we fucking with
Caught on the street and you
Know that I'm pleading fifth
Runnin from twelve cuz we
Lit up his crib
Little bitch pipe down huh
Blue stripes coming right now
got me geekin
No you can't smoke with us
Bitch you tweakin
Wrist full of diamonds it look like the ocean
You say you make money bitch why is you joking
Spinning your block like a blunt in rotation
Shooting my chopa with no hesitation
Molly in my system bitch I think I'm peaking
Hoe shut the fuck wheneva I'm speakin
Blade to his face damn he bleedin
Someone go check if he's breathin
Ducking these hoes for a muthafuckin reason
Got stank on me man you know I stay reekin
No pen to the paper this shit is too easy
The fit I got on got me feelin lil sleezy
Aiming the blick to the back of his Head
Like he's Kennedy
Don't give a damn if you mad at me
Driving myself to insanity
King of Versace, Medusa my wifey
The car is Versace, got stripes on my Mazi
I'm dressin' so nicely they can't even copy
You'd think I'm Egyptian, got gold on my body
Money my mission, two bitches, they kissin'
My diamonds is pissing, my swag is exquisite
Blue and white diamonds They look Like the Pistons
I stay Codeine sippin
Versace I'm gripping them bands in my Pocket
You know that I'm living
Pick it up take a hit
See what we fucking with
Caught on the street and you
Know that I'm pleading fifth
Runnin from twelve cuz we
Lit up his crib
Little bitch pipe down huh
Blue stripes coming right now
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Writer(s): Julian Lopez
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