DOOM

Throw some grams right on the scale
Throw that hoe right to the team
Fuck a bitch she throw a fit cuz I ain't tryna buy a ring
Why you even in my phone if you not tryna buy a thing
Cop a pack
Drop a stack
Filling up a Russian Cream
Burn it down
Busting seals
I could sell you anything
I could sell a bitch a dream
Let me show you what I mean
Bagging zips I’m flipping quick
It's moving swift I'm getting green
Swear that reup always hit
I need to see what you gon bring
Need to see what you gon do
Nigga who the fuck is you
Can’t get sad just cuz you lose
Wipe my tears away with blues
I get blues on blues on blues
Colored paper different hues
Stripper bitches in my room
Tryna show me all they moves
Swear this bitch know that she bad she tryna get me in the mood
Power house open her mouth and then I send her to the moon
I'm a ghost
In the tomb
Need to sweep
Where the broom
With my dawg
He my goon
Make it end
Show em doom