Latenite
Grab throat stab em
Jimmy Fallon late night
Never sight it darksider
Pack lighter in the sack fire
Tired of these bitches tryna snitch
Look like insiders
Glick rack it back
Lack fire drop you act tired
Talk down pussy on the same shit
Don't know how to aim shit
Lame miss
Dead on the pavement, stained skin
Boy you basic, can't even take hits
Fuck yo main bitch
When I kill him on the gang shit
Leave him brainless
Break in yo mom house and i take shit
Need a spankin
Boy I beat yo brain in
Leave you wheelchair bound
If you talk down count beat yo shit
LB in this motherfuckin shit
I come equipped
Masked up bitch
I keep that clipped on my motherfuckin hip
I never dip i never run
I keep that gun i keep that pole
I smoke that bowl i'm with a roll
Got some dough, got that fold
I'm gonna pass it to the bro
I'ma take that pulled
I ain't never fold
I ain't got lil hoe
She a 10 for sure
Smokin all this dope
K Londo loves his indo
And i'll run you down with the pole
What you mean
I ain't no hoe
Choppa will put holes
Chopper put holes in the ozone
Cold like frozone in the dojo
No hope in the soco
Four loco to the dome and i'm stoned throwin poems
On the go pro pussy lookin so-so
Studio quality bitch givin dome
Glock with the switch and a drum
Throwin holes in em
Leave a bitch frozen
Coded toe tagged in the cold
Brought a pole with it
Jimmy Fallon late night
Never sight it darksider
Pack lighter in the sack fire
Tired of these bitches tryna snitch
Look like insiders
Glick rack it back
Lack fire drop you act tired
Talk down pussy on the same shit
Don't know how to aim shit
Lame miss
Dead on the pavement, stained skin
Boy you basic, can't even take hits
Fuck yo main bitch
When I kill him on the gang shit
Leave him brainless
Break in yo mom house and i take shit
Need a spankin
Boy I beat yo brain in
Leave you wheelchair bound
If you talk down count beat yo shit
LB in this motherfuckin shit
I come equipped
Masked up bitch
I keep that clipped on my motherfuckin hip
I never dip i never run
I keep that gun i keep that pole
I smoke that bowl i'm with a roll
Got some dough, got that fold
I'm gonna pass it to the bro
I'ma take that pulled
I ain't never fold
I ain't got lil hoe
She a 10 for sure
Smokin all this dope
K Londo loves his indo
And i'll run you down with the pole
What you mean
I ain't no hoe
Choppa will put holes
Chopper put holes in the ozone
Cold like frozone in the dojo
No hope in the soco
Four loco to the dome and i'm stoned throwin poems
On the go pro pussy lookin so-so
Studio quality bitch givin dome
Glock with the switch and a drum
Throwin holes in em
Leave a bitch frozen
Coded toe tagged in the cold
Brought a pole with it
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