you aint got no gucci suit u bum ass nigga u fr should take that night stick and shove it up your ass you suck ass crimson chin ass nigga and your girlfriend is fat af faggot

8 weeks later and this song still sucks cock just like you and your girlfriend still fat af and looks like a samoan miss piggy

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Lyrics: 
chilling in the back streets where my dudes pack heat 
writin all these rhymes I don't even need a rap sheet
you done pushed pills, you done pushed weed
fat backwoods yeah thats all you ever need
my father told me I am my brothers keeper
take yo ass to church have you praying to the steeple﻿
Youre acting like a monster turning to a creeple
you need to stop digging yourself a deep hole
(Chorus)
Youre telling me this and youre telling me that
All these drugs that you have in the back
you have blood stains all in the cracks 
yelling at me you know its a fact
(Verse 2)
Too many drugs in your guts
Too many lines your sniffing up
red roses on your casket
so many memories lasted 
you didnt accomplish your passion
your darkness became wicked
told you not to get addicted
Red roses on your casket
(Chorus)
Youre telling me this and youre telling me that
All these drugs that you have in the back
you have blood stains all in the cracks 
yelling at me you know its a fact
(Verse 3)
so many memories lasted
you were laughin then tragic disaster had happen, 
went to your casket saw you were plastic, then saw nothing but static 
Red roses on your casket 
it used to be him and I
Never really popular but we were always shy
made a bad choice and he started getting high
 made new friends and left me behind
Tried to get him back but he always declined
Red roses on your casket 
 why you actin fake foe?
Always sayin you were real bro
messin with drugs and some fake hoes 
This is the life that you chose
What happen to the music and fame though?
(Chorus)
Youre telling me this and youre telling me that
All these drugs that you have in the back
you have blood stains all in the cracks 
yelling at me you know its a fact (X2)
(Verse 4)
Red Roses on your casket
One sniff, Two sniff, Three 
Watchin yo nose bleed
Complaining you cant see
Fell down to yo knees
telling me you cant breathe
thats the last time i saw him in 2013
Red Roses on your casket 
Too many drugs in your guts
Too many lines your sniffing up
red roses on your casket
so many memories lasted 
you didnt accomplish your passion
your darkness became wicked
told you not to get addicted (X2)
Chorus)
Youre telling me this and youre telling me that
All these drugs that you have in the back
you have blood stains all in the cracks 
yelling at me you know its a fact

!Red Roses!

Lyrics;
Your Boy Buy The Bar Like He Got Coupons
Chain a Hula Hoop, With The G-G-Gucci Suit On 
Flyer Than a Goose, Snitches Gonna Move On
Wherever I Go, He Ice Cold, You Lukewarm
So Independent, He Got It, He Spend, It's Nothing,
Got More
Wrist Colder Than Winter, He Pro, You Beginner, Posing,
You a Joke
Females Want To Work Me, I Give Her The Night Shift
Get In Than Surface, Beat It With The Night Stick
Telling Me To Quit Let Me Make It Right Quick
Throwing Dimes, I'm Playin At Fitch Park
Ghostin All You Hoes Like I'm Sitting In The Dark
Feel Like I'm Flyin You Can Call Me Tony Stark
Callin My Name  B and You Better Not Start 
I'm Smackin and Crackin The Main Witch
You Gettin Crossed Over For a Lane Switch, You Acting Like
One Of These Lame Tricks
  Your Boy Buy The Bar Like He Got Coupons, Chain a Hula Hoop,
With The G-G-Gucci Suit On, Flyer Than a Goose,
Snitches Gonna Move On, Wherever I go, He Ice Cold, You
Lukewarm
Picking Up These Bands You Have Bad Form, 
Ripped Jeans, Ripped T's, Straight Vans, No C's, Loud Whip,
No Jeep, Push To Start No Keys

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