this damn house relentless trap house without a doubt sketchy where you met me left me what the heck G grab my pistola hola to the chola mucho denero don't be scared you it isnt fair yo bands so clear yo a milly let me hear you I put my corazon into each and every song am I wrong for thing this asta la muerte some of the shit you say is hear say homie don't play [chorus] come on let's get outta here this place ain't for us everyones sus the fuck [verse] here for the extendo stay beamer benzo bently dont temp me only could afford that if rent is free he he pop pop on a opp at a chop shop don't stop fuck one times put they ass in line fucking bitches cutting me off from my riches either way I'll fucking find all you snitches C I's I never rely on nobody but me fucking hippie hug a tree 1 2 3 shes so bubbly in her undie's making me put it half way in her tummy ola paparazzi sick like ebola I told ya lets fuck in ten buck two I'm a little rusty so when you fuck me you may fall in love see a little chubby fucking hug me don't bug me wheres your hubby it's a trap get back he don't know the facts he's in the den relax hustle and I'll be back as I watch the shadows fade into me the night comes timidly it's cold we vice that's life living so hi then you die alone in the basement ain't it wasted faded so jaded sangre por sangre homies should never be lonely if only you would have told me he was going down a dark path I would have reacted fast took his ass and shook his ass the smoke and mirrors had no glass but behind the mirror was your trash bitch ass wheres the stash of cash think fast it all happens fast but if your cracked out it's wack and there's no stacks just broken hope in for more dope in a house the police be scoping lurking no ones working just flirting with the end of time snorting lines deals and theres no denying relying on some people to carry you up a steep hill there hearts you cant fill only blood will spill another piece in a landfill these people can kill in the thick of it no one likes this shit always looking for the exit an emergency in our own republic paranoia thats gonna annoy ya whispers get sadistic and sicker flickers of light make you turn your head to the right your gonna fight but theres know one in sight ghosts at the most a silence you can confide in concrete sirens who's coming I'm buying everyday life in nuevo mexico no one's flexing bro obviously we see who has larger testicals just messin fools you cool your cool fuck you your a fool full of shit let's get it ( let's get it) *gunshots* asta luego sianara puto [end]
