[bleak]

.40 named Fiona, glock called Tina cz she sung so right
&if the girls are rowdy, you'll get tossed around like Amen on bunco night
Ur on the edge &fun stops when blood clots, I'll stop the show
Show hemorrhage that'll end his life, his vessel poppin on the rocks below
a stack on the dog, but the favorites bout to fry ur kids
Have your Seed in Brackets and chains, waiting on the highest bid
If we spring forward? He'll fall back cz they might hang him
He'll lose hours in my basement, w/ zero hope of Daylight Savings
U looking for a place that's like 3 blocks wide
& IF u find that 'G' spot, I'll be there to run those pockets dry.
blast the Tekken Tag out. We Street Fight'n if u show rags
Bloods'll have 4 arms over ur head squeezing, in kombat like Goro grabs