गाने
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Lungs be inhaling the smoke
Repping that 7, that gun in my coat
Carry that 9 millimeter
You never gon' hang from the rope
But I'm never gon' sniff on the coke, woah
Demons, they play with the dose
Leave 'em in trenches and battle you ghosts
I see a drone
Run, make 'em come scatter
I’m dropping a nade and that gon' make them choke
Misery
Misery lost all my hope
Wanna run to the coast and then drown in the moat of the castle I took with the armies I stole
I'm with the serpents and cloaks and the demons and boats
Battle my demons in trenches and slopes with the glint of my scopes and the order is here from the heavens of hopes
Flame in her mind got me swayin' her lot
Back of the whip got me praying to god
I got a shorty, she good for me, chamber by the armor
I'm fucked up, I'm hitting this spot
She getting wet for me breakin' it off
She on my gun for me licking her lock
Go for the devil, he call me a god and she grabbing me the rope, but she crack me the—
Lungs be inhaling the smoke
Repping that 7, that gun in my coat
Carry that 9 millimeter
You never gon' hang from the rope
But I’m never gon' sniff on the coke, woah
Lungs be inhaling the smoke
Repping that 7, that gun in my coat
Carry that 9 millimeter
You never gon' hang from the rope
But I'm never gon' sniff on the coke, woah
Written by: Adrian Colon
