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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cillian Elsworth Hall
Songwriter
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He be a dead man talkin watch him glow
As soon as I hit em he soundin like a crow
See it in his eyes I can see that he gone
I asked if he was good and then I watch him float
I fucked up on yo bitch Then through her off tha boat
He asked me why I did that yeah I told him I ain't gon fold
Her friend just caught me cheatin told her keep it on tha low
She told me no so I put her body to tha floe
Gettin all my boys dressed in black we on go
I took tha bitches money then we ran up at tha stoe
A fucka tried to rob but shit I told him no
I could see him slowly reachin so I let it blow
I see sum pussies pullin up pop tha wheels curb off
See his face slurpped off we ain't throw no curve ball
I fucked his bitch an hour ago
Told her bitch i gotta go
Told her get that dope and then I'll stay home
I pull a glxck and swxtch and watch him run off
Come back here swear to god I'll curb stomp
Written by: Cillian Elsworth Hall
