Lyrics : 308mm

Fifty Grand
I miss you Angelus

Came from the trenches yeah, shooters on top, run you down
Look like Taliban, [?], not a lot to get you hunt down
Dirty ass drugs out, when the sun out
She crushing them pills, snort it up, and then lick it
I had to get out, yea
I had to to get out
Man I started itching

Glicks up wit it, [?], n***a wanna get hit
Bullets way too hot right now, leave a lil n***a leaking
Wanna beef with a broke ass n***a, go get yo lil b*t*hes
Flyer than a damn pigeon
Drum on the AR, see ya
If he get money i'll see ya
Glock got a beacon
Slayworld n***as, here we come
We finna f**k yo b*t*h boy be gone
All the chanel on me, [?] beamer
b*t*h ass n***a can't say I hate on him
You want us lil n***a then [?]
I got a lil b*t*h in Milan
50 RA to yo [?]