Closed Casket

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Who is he who's the nigga
That's gone throw me down in the sea
Cruise around in the jeep grand cherokee
With the heat not under the seats
To easily be reached damn he want me to be six feet

She gone lick me
Lick me down til she hit the d
She got weak knees
But she still gone suck me zestfully

Thick with felonies
Baby had a perfect recipe
With the pleasantry's
But she don't know I got seventy

Reasons to not f*ck with her
Its a dog eats dog season
Shot in the head and the gunman still
Breathin casually loaded on some ecstasy
Lay him down in the street while he still bleed

Man he wishin
That bro could've listened
Now he blicked
Over some little ass friction

Closed casket brain blown
Like a head gasket
And he laughin from the jealousy

Sticky rupees work for me like im Adani
In Bugattis but I still carry the blickie
Midnight city leave yo pole then yous a goofy
Niggas get to choppin choppin like a cherry smoothie

They so groovy then we pop out we go loony
Red dots every block man go grab the uzis
Tactical like Lucy except this aint no movie
Afterwards the home went to walnut hill for floozies

I have dreams I can't unsee
Nightmares every week in my sleep
Mentally strugglin since I was three
Visions I can't speak on or ill feel weak

Okay why you mothafuckas always
Want to start some trouble on the double
I be in my bubble tryna just be subtle
But im not inner me is hot scars on my knuckles
I need doc from around the block cause I got
Several troubled

Reasons to not f*ck with her
Its a dog eats dog season
Shot in the head and the gunman still
Breathin casually loaded on some ecstasy
Lay him down in the street while he still bleed

Man he wishin
That bro could've listened
Now he blicked
Over some little ass friction

Closed casket brain blown
Like a head gasket
And he laughin from the jealousy

Grew up well off
Went to school did my thang
Homie started car hoppin
Met a lady named Mary Jane
I was fourteen smokin weed in the rain

Skippin class like a game with cutscenes
We was puffin pens in the back of the class like nothin
Police rushin to the bathrooms sounds of scuffin
I was lucky always slick like my names Ricky

Grabbed the black bag then headed towards the door
F*ck with one then its up man we startin war
Check the bag what he drop shit the school is hot
Bounced outside covered faces prayin we not caught

But the stories I done told
Aint on no tough guy shit
Just some juvenile jits
Always causin misfit

We were always hip to drugs
Everyone was a plug
My homies died from the gun
Man rip to the thugs so there's

Reasons to not f*ck with her
Its a dog eats dog season
Shot in the head and the gunman still
Breathin casually loaded on some ecstasy
Lay him down in the street while he still bleed

Man he wishin
That bro could've listened
Now he blicked
Over some little ass friction

Closed casket brain blown
Like a head gasket
And he laughin from the jealousy

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