Street Strings Beat

Lyrics

I don’t smoke no weed but I fuck with bob I be jammin She swallow my seed Indeed I’m rammin rammin rammin her Slammin her pussy smell like water never salmon I see jimmy dean I’m scrammin next subject Fuck it I hear the walkie talkie say that subject wearing all black Smoking crack is that me that fo sho that’s a fact On the street in a house trailer or apartment complex Come flex I stay solo like a dollar cocaine corso with no collar With no owner with no leash practice what you preach Ok so listen ……. I’m the type to teach the teacher sell pistols to my preacher I got that pressure with suppressors by the dresser I sell ice to an Eskimo sell water to a whale I sell numbers to a decimal bars to a jail sell drugs to a deals introduce pain to a healer finessed the fake from a realer sell honesty to stealer I sell wills to a Won’t dos to a don’t remove the marijuana and put train track crack in a blunt