Deathway

Lyrics

[verse 1] Bitch i pour the mud in the orange crush All these foreign bitches on me show me foreign love Chief the piff till im higher than a soaring dove Move to different dimensions call it portal jump I been scorching blunts woolie keep my head straight Baby give me dome untill she need a neck brace Smoking in that big body it got the leg space Steady rolling through hoods call it the deathway Fuck your influence i stay under that Tripping in my texts you can't get your money back Need a hunnid racks stuffed inside my duffel bag Posted in the cali car smoking on fronted packs There ain't no coming back when i kick face My bro tori in the cut he with the switchblade Cut up your rib cage rip out your orans 3 deep in the Chevy looking for a portion I spit that horse shit you just can't handle it Bitch i really [?] Im out here damaging Smoking on grams and shit When i pull up in the new seater car scrambling