Strictly187 - CoughSuppresents lyrics

Rollin up the block pullin' 187s Sippin' on a bottle full of cough suppressants Haven't met the preacher haven't met the reverend But my flows gotta be the closest thing to heaven Ima break the levy Ima break the blunt Ima show my ights, Ima shake the junt Ima do what I want, Ima slayin the d** Ima stack my money, Ima save that up When I was young always wanted a [?] Now I'm pullin out stuntin on b**hes and black trucks Hoes they lap up I'm pimpin I'm maced up Draped up dripped out mac-10 clipped up Ima ghost but I thought I f**ing told ya all these b**hes call me bones young graveyard soldier Gettin little older, gettin little bigga, im a young f**ing k**in these blunts be the victims Somewhere on your block lookin' for the cops got my head on a swivel got my Glock on co*k Anotha 24 in califor n-I-a they know it's all good I ain't even gotta say Rollin up the block pullin' 187s Sippin' on a bottle full of cough suppressants Haven't met the preacher haven't met the reverend But my flows gotta be the closest thing to heaven