Drooly

Fuckin' with Grey I would not recommend it I'm feeling the pleasure from all of my digits Serrated the blade it be making em fidget I flee to my tree then I burn and I'm hurting today Aye I don't wanna be okay Ooo Talkin on the Grey I slay Who? Choking out a bitch love the flinch in the clinch but rather you fuck out my face Bitch Fuck out my way Flexing arresting my ego today Break out that chain Smile in the rain Feel like I Feel like I Feel like I ain't got shit to say Run around holding my dick Where the loud track it down smelling my scent Coulda found more but I popped that shit Grey cocaine god I love that drip Talking on my name that's a no no I don't like to be in no photo Cover my face til the funeral Talk about god don't call him I don't give fuck bout no consequence When it be coming to popping the toxic narcotics I got a whole lot of em don't even count em up So insurmountable fuck I'm so fallible Bending the elements I am not heaven sent I need some medicine You not my brethren You is not better than me or my gang So fuck out my face And stay out of my way Killing these beats while i laugh to the bank I keep on thinking my ship gonna sank Keeping my eye on them i cannot blink I bring the lightning saliva the rain hoe All these pussy niggas wanna play When i'd rather go and bang on bitch okay Hopping on the wave Everybody so fake I'm just thinking that they speak the bullshit olay Never feel safe But i never go pray I'm just waiting for the day that i'm feeling okay They just wanna hop up on my dick no way I ain't even gotta wonder what they gon say Hop out my coffin I feel like a monster I sharpen my fangs And I murder mufasa I ain't gotta worry Hakuna matata My hollow tip clip up inside of my choppa Hop out my coffin I feel like a monster I sharpen my fangs And I murder mufasa I ain't gotta worry Hakuna matata My hollow tip clip up inside of my choppa I'm ghost