GUNK

I'm faded I'm faded now
This blunt got me spacing out
Ride round the block told
K9 to go lay them out
Think that you safe you
Get hit With this Betty bounce
Bag up the body
Add 1 to the Body count
Bury me bitch and I'll come back
Rise out the ground
Call up k9 told him
Go grab them it's time to chow
In love with the money might marry my bank account
Komodo is cranky
Komodo so lazy
K2 is composed of a
Cajun and Yankee
We out for yo lady
I'm so fucking wasted
I'm flying a spaceship
Pull into the station
She looked at me said you look
Too fucking faded
Bitch I got no patience
You know it's from all of these
Blunts I be facing i'Il take a vacation
To yo bitches crib and I fucked cuz
She thought I was famous

Fuck it I done crashed the whip
I smashed ya bitch
I shall cast the spell
beneath the bridge
And send you down to hell
In which your soul will dwell
Fuck it I'm grabbing the 40
The OZ for shawty
I'm taxing her surely
She call me a bully
She cum prematurely
I leave with the profit
And pills in my pocket
I took them and vomit
Cant drive I must stop it
I Swerve like a rocket
K9 The prophet Muhammad

I just dropped two hundred on a reefer deal
Got a QP for a couple more
Me and K the duo just like
Key n Peele
Like them pilgrims up in Ocracoke
I could grab ya hoe and have
Her jumping in our fuckin boat
One too many jack and cokes
And now this hoe is overboard