Persona
Smoking exotic, just poured up a cup
I fucked and I dipped, put the keys in the truck
Mixed the perc with the lean, it be having me slumped
30 round glock and it came with a drum
Cold in these streets, so im keeping it tucked
She giving me head like she speak'n
tongues wood to the face it go Straight to my lungs
Poured up the henny, i be loving the buzz
Since i was young i been playn with guns
creep through the night when i put on these gloves
Cold in these streets how im keepn it clutched
Poured up the cup when its time for the crunch
Blocked on the gram but we keepn in touch
Say that she loyal, I dont give a fuck
She get passed to the gang like we smok'n a blunt
Smoking exotic, just poured up a cup
I fucked and I dipped, put the keys in the truck
Mixed the perc with the lean, it be having me slumped
30 round glock and it came with a drum
Cold in these streets, so im keeping it tucked
She giving me head like she speak'n
In tongues wood to the face it go Straight to my lungs
Ar 15's we get down with these guns
Stepn to close you get lit like a blunt
Glock with a beam, you get hit in the sun
High as bitch, i put wax in my blunt
Smoking exotic, you could tell by the funk
Mixed up the cup, it be having me stuck
Chasing this money, I made it a must
God and this gun is the shit that I trust
I fucked and I dipped, put the keys in the truck
Mixed the perc with the lean, it be having me slumped
30 round glock and it came with a drum
Cold in these streets, so im keeping it tucked
She giving me head like she speak'n
tongues wood to the face it go Straight to my lungs
Poured up the henny, i be loving the buzz
Since i was young i been playn with guns
creep through the night when i put on these gloves
Cold in these streets how im keepn it clutched
Poured up the cup when its time for the crunch
Blocked on the gram but we keepn in touch
Say that she loyal, I dont give a fuck
She get passed to the gang like we smok'n a blunt
Smoking exotic, just poured up a cup
I fucked and I dipped, put the keys in the truck
Mixed the perc with the lean, it be having me slumped
30 round glock and it came with a drum
Cold in these streets, so im keeping it tucked
She giving me head like she speak'n
In tongues wood to the face it go Straight to my lungs
Ar 15's we get down with these guns
Stepn to close you get lit like a blunt
Glock with a beam, you get hit in the sun
High as bitch, i put wax in my blunt
Smoking exotic, you could tell by the funk
Mixed up the cup, it be having me stuck
Chasing this money, I made it a must
God and this gun is the shit that I trust
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Writer(s): Isreal Rodriguez
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