Go On (Rough)

GO ON

Hottest in the hood, hottest in the crib if u still wanna fuck, i can get u a bitch/bitch so hot u can get ur d*** lit And that bitch is my game my stuff my shit *ahannnn* Feets on the ground still g6 fly flying in the sky/ that area is restricted so i laced it wid land mines Intruders crash landing like niggas from gymnastics 100 points mo' if u land in that casket *haha* And the whoop whoop must go on same ppl front and put the truce call,morons i just killed em by the type of shoes i put on expressions like his bitch carpet bombed by drones *ayyyyy* But the show must go on Whole hood being supplied from dusk till dawn Wolf in pack one call bring the crowd my hood or urz we get the fairest game foul windows down/ we get the AKs out and air filled by the screeches and the sound and the grandMa shout Coz what she saw was more than showwwwwnn,poor grandma even royals couldnt breath if thats know as asthma life so good even laced toilets wid plasma and i put a -extra-nexta marcato and flute, and called orchestra