2nd Hand (Explicit)

Written by：Scott Arceneaux Jr./Aristos Petrou

Producer：Budd Dwyer

Grey five nine

All I see is scrubs

Face mean mugged

On a couple ***

Smoke with migo plug

FTP my blood

Grey the ******* gang

Boy stay in your lane

Never high just maintain

Hate this fame hate this game

Take these shoes last a day

Oil flowing through my veins

Lil Remains that make that stain

Y'all look good in cellophane

Mane insane real blade

Swing it through your ******* brain

I said **** ****

We got a problem wait

**** you gonna do with it

I think nada nada

Just a persona okay

And I'm Nirvana Cobain

Popping xans to make you mad

I know you want some

Rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling

Got an ounce of the coke

White snow floating

River road shawty

Yung Christ one chosen

Slick tote the AK 47 stolen woadie jousting

All of y'all are over saturating 'Preme and Bape

***** it's FTP all ******* day

All y'all look the ******* same

**** the fame **** a lane

***** I'm bout to swerve into the toll booth

And scrape the change

Bring out your dead

And blaming it on Yung Plague

***** I pull up with the K

K9 by my right leg 'till I say OK

K9 on his hind legs ripping off your face

All I gotta say is G59 until the grave

One color one color

Two numbers two numbers

Three fingers in the sky amongst the thunder

I'm like **** the others I'mma

**** the others I'mma

Bring the ruckus I might **** your *****

She swears she suffers under the covers

I'mma I'mma I'mma hellhound

Hell bound shawty wanna die

I'mma sell pounds sell pounds

Shawty said she might

Let them bells pound bells pound

Shawty wanna cry

I'm like **** it every night

Keep turning black I close my eyes

My eyes my eyes