Hardi har... Caller log Body parts

The shit you say gon make me put my dogs on ya
mortuary gonna have to cross yo arms for ya

Im calm like never, i goes off on ya

Emotion dont make me a pussy
Makes me god(inaudible)
Im all day denim
Saggin
cuz the cash heavy
True religion, goin satan When the cash ready
Two sticks, put together Is your best chance
Or they finna celebrate
You, day of dead dance

10 rosaries around me
Go and pray...

Pray for me pray for me pray for me
Day of dead dance


Hardi har
You get shots Like mardi gras
Yo bitch on my Caller log
Slay that pussy
Body parts

Man i gets the paper
From the capers

And i dodge the law

If the coppers catch me
Only sayin
I dont talk to yall

Blowin on some good good She gimme, gimme good good
Im flowin like look look
I kill it bring the hook in

Yeah man im crooked

Cali boy Im so wave
Lean,
i got lines on lines
Like an old face

Turn you to a cold case
Law and order...

Im always passin limits
Like im crossin borders

Man im smashin women

But cant call enforcers

Cuz imma murder cucci
In some lofey loafers

Yeah pray for me...

10 rosaries around me
Go and pray...

Pray for me pray for me pray for me
Day of dead dance


Im on the block dealers Flockin for the top, feel em
I just sit back and watch Like they on film

That ratatat hit em
Island wit the pop riddim

I land six shots, git em Broad day, lit em

Im all day denim
Saggin
cuz the cash heavy

Goin satan, goin satan When the cash ready

Two sticks, put together
Is your best chance

Or they finna celebrate You, day of dead dance

10 rosaries around me
Go and pray...

Pray for me pray for me pray for me
Day of dead dance