Truth lyrics

by

MJ


I want to hold your stick while im in the whip i was keeping six while he made nip then i water whipped i watched it to turn to an eight just bring me to the trap i hate going on dates im zooming through the city look behind me its the jakes, toronto its cold city yeah its filled with snakes, so please dont try i am not to shy greanade that n*gga that leave with him brains fried, white shirt with ,with some red die, now they calling this sh*t a homicideee

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