Bad news from the zones, tumbleweeds.
It looks like Arun and Dave had a clap with an exterminator that went all Costa Rica and, uh, got themselves ghosted;
Dusted out on route guano.
So it's time to hit the red line and upthrust the volume out there.
Keep your boots tight, keep your gun close and die with your mask on if you've got to.
'08 MPGH OG
You get the bag and fumble it
I get the bag and flip it and tumble it
Straight out the lot, 300 cash
And the car came with a blunt in it
Lil mama a thot, and she got ass
And she gon' fuck up a bag
Pull up to the spot, livin' too fast
Droppin' the dope in the stash
In Italy, got two foreign hoes, they DM me
Drop the top when it's cold
But you feel the heat
Be real with me, just be real with me
Eat it up like it's a feast
They say the dope on fleek