I send them middle fingers sky high, triple black bin I'm in overload, I won' overdose I can smoke a O and still poke a hoe with no doe to blow I ain't fruttin on a east coast nigga with a thing for a brown skin hoe with a (?) to post Another camera roll, another carpet rolled When I touch the store, cook down So tiptoe down come around to your memory lane, with fine-toothed comb let me sit in your brain
