No Oxygen

(Damn Smith, Damn)
Really murking, really killing, really dropping them bodies
Grave diggin that's my hobby, pull that pistol out sloppy
When I pull that motherfucker out, nigga gon' drop it
I got lean in my cup and that motherfucker toxic
And your girl love me, even though that I'm toxic
I stuff dick through her throat, she can't get no oxygen
Nigga run up with a pound, we catch they ass and we dropping them
Straight headshot, nigga already know that we popping them
Phh, Phh
Nigga, that the sound of the switch
Ain't no getting back up from that, you know that that it
Niggas acting like they killers, but they clown like it
I cock that motherfucker back, leave that nigga on his dick
Got her chewing on me like bubble gum
That bitch hit like hella bun
She taste just like honey bun
Pussy fat like big pun
Put a dick on that bitch, she run from it like rail run
Make that little bitch sniff some blow
After that, she tryna blow
Wipin nose the game, nigga
Slime set the game, nigga
This shit drive the gang, nigga
All I know is gang, nigga
They whole block some lame, nigga
They should be ashamed, nigga
Hit them with that flame, nigga
We take niggas chains, nigga
We steady waving his brother gun, but he ain't got no aim, nigga
I'm tryna crop that nigga out that frame, nigga
Really murking, really killing, really dropping them bodies
Grave digging, that's my hobby
Pull that pistol, I'll slop you
When I pull that motherfucker out, nigga gon' drop it
I got lean in my cup, and that motherfucker toxic

And your girl love me, even though that I'm toxic
I stuff dick through her throat, she can't get no oxygen
Nigga run off with a pound
We catch they ass, and we dropping them
Straight headshot, nigga already know that we popping them



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Writer(s): Brandon Williams
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