That's all young
New York Times, New York Times, Criminal News
I'm a criminal,
I'll kill you if you have the taste
I'm a gangster, I'm glamorous, I won't stop
8-1-2,
St. Petersburg
I'll shoot you in the face, AK-47
Do you really want a conflict?
Do you want a problem?
No,
we won't be alone
I'm serious,
I'm not kidding,
goodbye,
I'm not on you
Dark light,
tight-ass model You'll be better than me where I'm not
What does it mean, my argument?
Only a pack of money, a black pistol nearby
I'll be the one to explain where the * you're from,
how you're standing
And our meeting will be paid,
bitch,
for 30 bucks
You want to live only on weed,
*,
I can't kill you and ruin my car
You're a dick,
I'm a * friend I don't give a
* about faggots who talk about drugs
Just pay us,
or just get the * out 8-1-2,
it's a closed club
New York Times,
Criminal News You chose the money,
you have the taste
I'm a gangster,
I'm glamorous,
I won't stop 8-1-2,
St. Petersburg