Treasure Valley KingS (feat. AC Ray)

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Hit him with the shit
Wooord
It's like this, It's like this
She a lollipop licka' she grabbed my pants and unzipped 'em
Oh I have this one, now she dancing like a stripper
I'm a bonafide killer on the mic,
And then I clipped him, now watch me take a stand
And post that shit right to the 'gram
Oh you thinkin' that you hittin, I ain't feelin' nothin
But I felt that fuckin' bullet, cus It hit my stomach
And I'm just sayin, I'm real sick of makin' deals with a Satan, that back bone is broken
These chicken boys keep on chokin'
I'm the smoking till im open, I'm Pennywise in this moment, my name is Angel Ray
The one ignitin' the flame, the one that put the fuckin' flame on
And killed that shit like a 8-ball, now my nose is burnin
The wheels in my head are turnin, drownin' in the bourbon
Bitch I'm home with a suburban, bitch I'm crashin' on the scene
Shit I thought this was a dream
But my daddy told me, you better stay up on your feet, cause the real fuckin' G's
Ain't doin' what they please, yeah I'm racin' on my future
Smokin' gas until I sleep
Why why
Smokin' gas until I sleep
Put his fuckin' head in the freezer, I'm Fred and Alyssa
Got a motive for the future
Now she actin' real with diarrhea
Diarrhea diarrhea
Adicto al desmadre, Clavo, Mota, dog me Vale
I love to see their sangre, drippin' down, just like my jale
Le pido al padre, que cuide a mi madre
Ya estado bien perdido, y se que no puede salvarme. Caught for crimes, and doin' time.
F*ck the law and consequences, one of a kind and will not stop till I see vengeance
Like dope I rot minds, with every motherfuckin' sentence
Worthless shit behind while those that love me, send me blessings
I used to question, The Lord ain't ask Him why
My family's always stressin' why my locos gotta' die
Nothin' to do but keep 'em guessin' smashing' till the day I fry
Throw my hood and Smith & Wesson, in the motherfuckin' sky
Shadows got me laughin, lost up in the paranormal
I love to chase the dragon and get sicker than a porno
I don't think I'm bad, not braggin' but I'm better than before though
Straight draggin' blue flaggin'
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And I'll set signs for my walk
Every time I do it
It kinda feelin' like easy
I'm too fast
I got too much
I seen that they cannot see me
Hangin' round the looters
The hooters
They feelin' freaky
So I bring the rubbers
And thunder that is tweakin
Now she really skippin
And bringin' up all my demons
I showed up baby
Got a couple words
And I'm freezin
I'm a hot boy
You look around
I'll be your stop boy
I'm on the clock boy
You kick away
Them tic-toc boys
I'm a motherfuckin
Bustin' and lippin
I never leave until
You stubbin' like a bitch
And you focus on the trick
Hold up, hold up
Yeah my primo got the stick
And it's heavy like the dick
And you just made it on my dick
Like a bald beast
That's servin' to all the Jeevers
Name is Mona Lisa
Better bitch than a beast
I swear that I'll do it again
Like I'm a non-stop
Poppin' lookin' like I need a drug
Tryna be a fuckin' rock
Not usin' up all the time
It's the right in this bitch
Tell me where the f*ck you at
Can't see that cloud of smoke
But it's green
Yeah the Holy Ghost
Woo
F*ck with us

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