Forget Bout Ma Past [sur6ery]

Gotta big ass stitch in my fucking truey jeans
@spunn helped me out on dis one

TRUEYひJEANZ [4SURUU]

Lyrics:
On the rock I need drank 
Like damn where can I find it 
Bitch I got racks 
Why contemplate on buying 
Cut your head off 
And sacrifice you like the Mayans 
Send a shot from a hundred yards 
Have bullets flying 
Say he kicking down doors 
I know that nigga lying 
Hunnid rounds from the chop 
Watch bodies hit the floor
Let em stack up like jenga 
Watch em start piling 
Like Damian Marley 
Got shottas onna islands 
Got this shit out the mud 
So why would I be humble 
Shotgun big as a bitch 
Kill tigers bears and lions
Everyday I see pussy niggas 
In my mentions
Tryna act like a boss 
But whole time he a runna 
If I pop out with chop 
They hurdle fences 
My shotty got mo bodies 
Than a bitch with extensions 
Shoot the teeth out ya jaw 
And interrupt that sentence 
Emo bitch sneak and geek 
I see her jaw clenching 
In the trap breaking parcels down 
I earn my pensions 
Boxed em in onnat block 
Sent shots and had em guessing 
Old school I got 6 chances with the Wesson 
Ain’t sending no diss
Can’t politic with peasants 
Like  it’s wanted engrave a bullet 
Send a message 
Shooting niggas with shotty shells 
Dese not for pheasants
Kick the door to ya crib 
And wake up all the residents
Boy yo squad full of pussy niggas 
And it’s evident 
Spin ya block with a mask and gloves and leave the no evidence 
When I’m racking the shotty back 
It sound like thunder
Put the dope in the bag 
Lil bitch I came to plunder 
Let the chop get to singing 
Sound like Stevie wonder 
Where tf you think you going 
Sending shots at ya feet 
And turn you to a runna 
Pushing ps thru the mail 
Bitch I feel like gunna 
Molly rock in my body
Fucking up my system
Laser beam on the chop 
I’ll probably never miss em 
Try run off on me 
You’ll probably end up missing 
These niggas dead  broke 
Don’t got no pot to piss in

toke

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