RIP DRAKEO

BLOKKA $OLO

You don't want smoke, this a sherm hit
Yeah, niggas know the verse bitch
(niggas know the verse bitch)
Nigga who i'm versin'?
They gon' be reading him some verses
(yeah)
If a nigga trip, he get beat up
Slap him like a P-I-M-P does
Yeah yeah, i'mma beat her
That little bitch pussy i'mma eat up
Lobster and shrimp fo' I eat her
Bitch i'm a pimp, suck my dick cause a G up
Lookin' for love in all the wrong places
New state, then so many faces
RIP DRAKEO, I love the West Coast
But i'm down for the South like i'm down for gunsmoke
Yeah when i'm on the West I keep my blammer
Turn that boy shirt to a Kool-aid Jammer
You ain't getting to the money and it's laughable
I might put a billboard in your trap, little hoe
Yeah when I get bored I hit the map, little hoe
Only go on vacations with the racks, little bro
I smoke a pound to myself
More bounce to the ounce
From this little nasty bitch
That my opps diggin' out
Yeah you kiss that bitch
Yeah you love that hoe
Only trust my gut
I can't trust no hoe
It's the S-I-X and it's on my skin
Been holdin' the city down since Smokie G in the pen
Yeah this shit too real, I can't use no pen
Kees opened up doors, shout out that nigga Endz
I'm a A-L-B-U Crazy ass nigga
Niggas tried to do my homie so we blazin' that nigga
I don't play no games, I ain't phasin' my nigga
I'm in the cut with white bitches like i'm Jason my nigga
I'm fresh out the gutter like Master Splinter
When I gets in the pussy i'mma trash the innards
All in the guts and I pass the liver
With a side of fava beans I ate her ass my nigga
Splish splash in a bath, so fresh so clean
3 stacks on some gas so I ride real mean
I don't trust these little boys, I don't buy fake lean
Don't die little nigga, can't respawn in a beef

Smoke get me so high, I can fly bitch
Don't try this at home, don't die kid
Smoke get me so high, I can fly bitch
Don't try this at home, don't die kid
Smoke get me so high, I can fly bitch
Don't try this at home, don't die kid