Author: f***e
Rating: 5/5 ★★★★★
Date:
Review: So many player-hatin' - tryna sound like us Say they ready for the funk, but I don't think they knowin' Straight to the depths of Hell is where them cowards goin' Well, are you still down? Holla when you see me And let these devils be sorry for the day they finally freed me I got a caravan of - every time we ride Hittin' - up when we pass by Until I die, live the life of a boss player, 'cause even when I'm high F- with me and get crossed later, the futures in my eyes 'Cause all I want is cash and thangs A five-double-oh Benz, flauntin' flashy rings
Color: Black
Size: XL
