14 Grams (Outro)

Lyrics

Stuff that'll be for 14 grams Stuff that is 14 grams percent Stuff that's great before yeah, oh yes, yes, yes, this it is, it is Yo, yo you here? I'm trying to rip a verse harder than a Newport on Canal Street yet Holy shit finally bro, I've been waiting outside yo I have got the sickest verse to show you Let me just light this first Stuff this blunt up with 14 grams Gra-Gra-Grap your head and take no song what the fuck I said toxic Serve this fiends are the green that they need Keeping it hush but I'm moving with through jeez When I creeping and crawl bring you deep in a hole Now I'm losing control of the focus Ain't no joking thought provoking face is smoking Rolling growling dop and never folding Slow and holding on and nevertheless Best is yet to set finesse effects Festivals and guests the rest of effect Confess the best commence of threats and rest Obsessed with deaths and stressful silhouettes Expect the death from smoking cigarettes Expect the death from smoking cigarettes Uh-um So what do you think?