STONE (Rap) - FI2

{Intro: STONE}
(?...)
Ayy
Ayy, let's go
Yeah, yeah
Got hoes runnin' like a track meet
Young hoe think she a athlete
Bitch got gold in her back teeth
Then we do that shit in the back seat
Ooh
Let's go, yeah

{Verse 1: STONE}
Got hoes runnin' like a track meet
Young hoe think she a athlete
Bitch got gold in her back teeth
Then we do that shit in the back seat
(?...)
Drown a hoe (?...)
(?...) 'til we can't stand heat
Treat hoes, got a fuckin' (?...)
Yeah, might torch you down, beater
Bitch, I'm a black ether
Yung Stone God, bitch, I think I'm (?...)
(?...)
UFO weapon and it came with many features
Yung Stone God, gettin' bread by yo' teacher
Yung Stone God, put yo' hoe in a seizure
Put you in a freezer
Fuck a trend, I stay beamin'
Sleep walkin' in this hoe, I got these hoes all dreamin'

{Interlude: UNOFROMPLUTO}
Yeah, ayy, what?
Yeah, ayy, ayy, yeah

{Verse 2: UNOFROMPLUTO}
Mama always told me, "Never trust a soul"
If a nigga want it, make his body fold
Asian bitch, white hoes, and yellow bones
Told her I love her, hit that pussy then I let her go
Just ride yo' (?...) because he flexin' like he got the low
Uno a soldier, stay strapped up, bitch, I'm Commando
Ayy, fuck on yo' bitch while you stay home, switchin' up channels
Just did a drive by on yo' block in Gucci sandal's
Chain on fleek, she wanna fuck me
Make her fuck, boy run like a track meet
Blew my first track and then I blew a hit
My niggas was broke so we had to throw licks
Kept the tool on my hip, you ain't ready for this
Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
If I pop out the cut, I'ma empty the clip