Letras:
Glass Garage

You fell down. hes here to save the day. hes so sweet. wish i could say the same. every pocket couldnt hold the amount of tension she made. and all this

Like a vagrant to be hung, your face dropped fast because you're young. relight this sun. and watch these fuckers burn. you think i sing of hate... your

more So I wait for your eyes I was reading your plays Put a light to my smoke with a shotgun kiss Find your lips through the haze With a twist in my glass

the hustlers, toast to the gangstas. (We make the world go round) Tell the gangstas, toast to the ballers (We make the world go round) And tell the ballers pour glass

vandemic, dirty like its plants in it Sick spit a pandemic, crack and Cancer mixed with cannabis To have a bitch, ready to stab a clit with some glass

Lew Hawk Dome, I'm thinking about putting my face on Hundred dollar bills I'm thinking what the fuck do this boy got up in his suite cause I'm zero tolerence on the premo glass

ain't pretty as mine Cause my candy, worth mo' than money can buy Brought it to Funkmaster Flex and seen a grown man cry For my candy, sittin on nuttin but glass

put together gimmicks something like a collage since you putting on a show, you gon' get the appaulse clap clap, lift your frame like a f-cking garage

gettin' all belligerent Man I'm sick of this I shouldn'ta told nobody I mean three's company, but four cars makes a party Mental note: lock the garage