GUNK

I'm faded I'm faded now This blunt got me spacing out Ride round the block told K9 to go lay them out Think that you safe you Get hit With this Betty bounce Bag up the body Add 1 to the Body count Bury me bitch and I'll come back Rise out the ground Call up k9 told him Go grab them it's time to chow In love with the money might marry my bank account Komodo is cranky Komodo so lazy K2 is composed of a Cajun and Yankee We out for yo lady I'm so fucking wasted I'm flying a spaceship Pull into the station She looked at me said you look Too fucking faded Bitch I got no patience You know it's from all of these Blunts I be facing i'Il take a vacation To yo bitches crib and I fucked cuz She thought I was famous F*ck it I done crashed the whip I smashed ya bitch I shall cast the spell beneath the bridge And send you down to hell In which your soul will dwell F*ck it I'm grabbing the 40 The OZ for shawty I'm taxing her surely She call me a bully She cum prematurely I leave with the profit And pills in my pocket I took them and vomit Cant drive I must stop it I Swerve like a rocket K9 The prophet Muhammad I just dropped two hundred on a reefer deal Got a QP for a couple more Me and K the duo just like Key n Peele Like them pilgrims up in Ocracoke I could grab ya hoe and have Her jumping in our fuckin boat One too many jack and cokes And now this hoe is overboard