somalis

Too far gone off of this shit, I'm on that X and Molly

Yeah we kidnap your man's, and hold him up with sticks like Somalis

My cousin Jaden put that shit up on his body, Future Margi's

We know you pretend, got enough bullets for blood tsu-tsunamis

So we just hang ten, I'm on my own lil' wave while you just copy

And I can't pretend like I ain't sad but it wont stop me

Been fighting demons, hearing voices, seeing fucking bodies

So I've been sleeping, tryna get away from these lil' zombies

Can't fuck with bitches, I got riches and them shh extensions

They hear me but won't just listen, I don't think they get the vision

My cousin whip that shit in kitchens just to buff his fucking vision