Letras
Understand your game plan
Pull up to the Pope where I don't understand your game plan
Pull up to the Pope where I don't understand your game plan
Pull up to the Pope where I don't understand your game plan
Then I grab my glock with the quickness, blast this bitch up in his fucking chest
Bang out bloodstains, squeezin' 'til my bottom fell
Grabbed a couple swishers, let the tint over
Out, when twenty gauges
Out, when twenty gauges
Rest don't hit the gas now
Rest don't hit the gas now
Then I grab my glock with the quickness, blast this bitch up
Bang out bloodstains, squeezin' 'til my bottom fell
Grabbed a couple swishers, let the tint over
Rest don't hit the gas now
Going back to Elmridge, countin' all my cheese
Robbin', gankin', stangin' is my favorite game