DCR that be the set
Oh!
Tellin' old tales bout the people locked up in the cold
Different type arrangement same fit what'd you know
Something like that askin' who you came with
I'm just-I'm just asking who you came with
Better talk it out or
Pass the aux
Hope these 808's go and knock you out
Lose traction and you will fold
Liquid leakin' from your skull
It's just springtime in the rain
No one knows a single thing
I won't waste time
Journey through some nights into these dreams
I saw your text but I don't wanna check
Standin' outside your door bout to walk and simply take a sec
I don't need the lights on
I can see fine in the dark
Better run, better run, better run very far
I can show you to my car
.45 gone and turned you to a memory
Grippin' on the grain your blood gone paint fuckin' scenery
Deadshed deep servin' packs throughout the industry
Flickin' ash up on your coffin hoe you gone remember me
You ain't gone see
Another day and dead in the grave
Smoke out the barrel be the one to run the fuckin' fade
Swingin' down 635 stay the fuck up out my way
I'll stay grippin' on the chrome
I'm speedin' up your damn fate
Ya'll cant relate
Cause ya'll be talkin' all them lies
Just a pussy in disguise so hoe you bout to die tonight
I got the .9 now you losin' all your hope
Love to see the blood spill them bullets tearin' out your throat hoe