Too hard Grizzelda in the building! We don't play fair
@djsouthsidesage72715 жыл бұрын
Sihle Maseko no no 🎼🎤
@KlMirKl.3 жыл бұрын
See y’all in another 3 years I’ll be 18
@oripowers83436 жыл бұрын
Can u make the Benny the butcher instrumental for B.E.N.N.Y..the second song on his latest spread.
@tr3sie7e4 жыл бұрын
😵👌🏾✨🔥
@sashadaprile33742 жыл бұрын
Storie vere vissute scavate frate nella pelleee Mezzo kg e stiamo apposto Chiamo Giuseppe gliela faccio fra a 6 e 8 Arriva a casa pensando avesse un regalo nel cruscotto Ma è mio amico ed aspetto si qualche giorno I giorni van passando ed io che lavoro si troppo Hamburger patatine te le faccio in un secondo Ma non è così che è andata Marsiglia poi è arrivata
@raysonmiracle6 жыл бұрын
I'm looking 2 profit off this, let me kno what we can do #BKLYN!
@shileahafriday4892 Жыл бұрын
I really really want go to Russia
@squelmirofficiel90817 жыл бұрын
Heavy guy, I give you strength 💪, I like and I subscribe, made of meme;)
@savageshawn104 жыл бұрын
I'm a Capricorn Scattered storms When we riding thru Goat with the horns A grimy dude Born in 92 Come find me Duke Send you up My time is now Your time is thru Driving thru Light the coupe Might be you In a shiny suit Caught bodies in Baltimore like Mike and snoop Your death waiting Will he survive prolly not Your body drop with the shell casings Go to hell patient And Wait for me with your stale faces When we don't make a kills When it get real I was 12 gauging I Got the hammer If you Bored and front I leave and nail Vacants Get filled up You on vacation Under a pale blanket Niggas faking I Body you A pool of blood Flow beside it Any witnesses seen it I ink em and stamp who notarized it Scatter their body across town Like its The bones Osiris Collected carefully Carefree Coincidences Coincided We mask up to give you 6 feet Like the coronavirus Your soul travel thru the tunnel Your ghost go inside it When you close your eyelids Around your wrists The rope is tightened I Broke the silence Headshot I left his 3rd eye wide He died open minded This type of spit nasty The Flow crack Vile its dope inside it Fiends Break it down On a spoon Then they go and light it Their soul is rising Syringes ending friendships Like the show The Wire Fiends overdose Weak packages No expediting Lights strobing sirens Folks go in hiding You awoke the giant Your soul leaves your body suspended Like they revoked your license