Sbv take yo shirt off

Lyrics

You must be smoking on some shit I never heard of 30 round sbv buckshot a take yo shirt off Talking reckless round me and and mine you see shadow that’s my bitch ya she hard to find and if you find her all alone I swear she not alone a crazy Guinea from the city mix with zo run up in ya dome I smoke that butter like no other I be higher than a drone when it comes to my kind of zone theres only one there is no clone you must be smoking on some shit I never heard of 30 round sbv buckshot take yo shirt off my bitch piss me off I make a porn before I flirt off cum all in a hot thot throat im the goat bitch take yo skirt off im the type save my cum never jerk off I don’t watch movies I make movies and my preference is porno I’m not human I’m a cocaine corso I don’t sleep I keep popping bottles and I pour it up put a slab of crack inside a swisher roll it up and smoke it up I’m fresher than a breath of air my boy gets Tina by the pound and plenty left to spare I’m in my own zone fuckin up the o zone i be in the go zone you be in the no zone im so high im hearing colors and im seeing sounds all my downs are up and my ups are down im on x tee say having a bright night and a dark day in hurry so I walk walk walk im chillin so i run run run shoot u with my knife uhhhhh stab u with my gun i don’t wanna argue i don’t wanna fight they say this a single game well im single for the night im from a specific special area you might be scared to come so we’ll call it panic city flip chips popping bottles smoking crack in Atlantic city money liquor chips and cards big cigars glistening broads I fuck my bitch so hard she so high she can talk to god im in a uber with a ruger fuck a may back pistol in yo mouth nigga where the safe at microwave where I make crack I feel comfortable where it ain’t safe at that’s yo bitch I made her blow me I charge her she owes me fuck you and what yo broad say u get shhhhhhh in broad day ain’t no cops coming ain’t no pigs leaving and if they do they stop breathing I put my sneaker on the back of yo hos neck bitch go shake that ass bring my bros check I don’t run and if I do it’s from the law bad bitch pretty teeth I’m in her jaw