andretti makk - j.k. rowling (worriedsick)

glock make em touch his tippy toes,
bitch u can’t get no rolls,
u a silly hoe,
i cant trust these bitches or these niggas so i grip da 4,
bodies dropping to the floor,
ecstasy, i need me more,

i ain’t friend or foe,
i stay by my lone,
this crucifix is chrome,
diamond red like bloody stones,
 
i been posted up with blue, we smokin til our lungs collapse,
thraxx pack in a backwood, 
bb, raf hat, 
who knew? i was on my ass but in past that,
all my niggas keep that stick, posted like it’s bhagdad,
i could take yo whole gang down, on my last mag,
why would i trip bout a bitch that i been had 

ever since i started counting guala i don’t get sad,
every day my thumbs hurt, but u wouldn’t get that 😹,
told this bitch that she get three wishes, like i’m sinbad,
nd im only bout a bag like a deadbeat,

run up onna gang, turn u into mincemeat,
nd this bulldog gon turn u to swiss cheese,
i got drkshdw on i say bitch please,
nd i might just fuck the bitch if she won’t miss me

shazam (hoku)

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