#tearsofscripture
#tearsofscripture
#tearsofscripture

sorrow prod negative creeper #sl

prod. vtmns - 166 bpm

Take her top down (yeah)
Pull her drawers out (oh yeah)
Got no heart now (oh yeah)
Diamonds on my collar
Ah, if he talk now
Beat him with my Glock yeah-ah
Fifty shots we gon' put him in the stars yeah-ah

(In the stars yeah-ah)

Uh, this one right here meet me at the top (at the top)
If you wan' talk shit I hit his stocks, a lot
Fill my pockets up with all the gwuap, the knots
Like a jalapeño bitch I'm hot the sauce
I've been smoking thrax we roll it up in RAW
Brand new ARP the army guns, the rod
Fuck that bitch and then I hit the dash, so long
Fuck that bitch and then I hit the

Uh, I hit the uh, I hit the uh-bitch oh my god
I stack it up, I stack it up and count my gwuap
Bitch be for real, you really want this bag or not
Bitch be for real, you let me hit it or I'm gone

(Yeah be for real, you let me hit it or I'm gone)

Yeah, I'm in my bag
I told that bitch I'm going dumb
I'm popping tags
I pop a Xan I'm going numb
I'm heating up, I'm heating up just like the sun
I eat it up, eat that pussy a filet mignon
And when I'm done
That shit hit's blue just like a plum
Will not cuff her, up this bitch
I up the score and then I uh
Will not cuff her, up this bitch
I up the score and then I uh

Got no heart now (oh yeah)
Diamonds on my collar
Ah, if he talk now
Beat him with my Glock yeah-ah
Fifty shots we gon' put him in the stars yeah-ah

(In the stars yeah-ah)

Uh, this one right here meet me at the top (at the top)
If you wan' talk shit I hit his stocks, a lot
Fill my pockets up with all the gwuap, the knots
Fill my pockets up with all the gwuap, the knots

knots prod. vtmns (rerelease)

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