HIT MY CELL yuke

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[Intro]
End of this gun
All I smoke this cookie pack, it's fuckin'—
I just need a goth bitch
I just need a good bitch
I'm tryna be hoodrich
Trappin wit' my hood bitch (Hoodrich)
See 12 and they lookin'
And this bitch she want my heart, but she took it
Aye, hit my cell if you need some pounds
Bitch, I'm the trap 'til the sundown

[Verse]
Pray to my blade, that's the only one I love
Talk bout Gucci Doves and you know we servin' slugs
Talk bout servin' feens, Hoodrunts do it by the dub
If you ain't sippin' mud, then what the fuck is in your cup?
Bitch, I'm steady feelin' numb, ho
And these drugs, they got me stuck
Knew he outta luck, he seen the end of this gun
All I smoke this cookie pack, it's fuckin' wit' my lungs
I just need a goth bitch
I just need a good bitch
I'm tryna be hoodrich
Trappin wit' my hood bitch
See 12 and they lookin'
And this bitch she want my heart, but she took it
Aye, hit my cell if you need some pounds
Bitch, I'm the trap 'til the sundown
And if I catch his ass slippin', gun him down
Put him on a tee, wit' them lil' wings and a crown
I was heaven-sent, now I'm hellbound
Call the paramedics 'cause I think I'm bleedin' out
Fuck nigga, All y'all really want is clout
Hope them meds kill me, I'm tryna get out