clasp of my hand

With just the clasp of my hand

I can grasp the land

From the Canyon Grande to Amsterdam

Ampersand

 I can close my eyes and drive while high

Shoot scotch on the rocks for one block

Almost get caught by the cops

but sneak by

you just gotta relax and take a chill pill

I told you I don’t fuck sluts , but maybe he will

Go all the way and back

Eat that rotten snatch

That stank like a batch of shat

Rats

Shouldn’t have had that second bottle

Cause that gnarled tooth troll

Is really started to look like a model

With a tight figure 8

The type id eat like a steak

And like the blood off my plate

Ace

In the sleeve

And its tattooed on my arm

My lucky charm is living hard

Guard down but still in charge

Murder

Is what I do to mics

You shoulda seen the fight

Coroner pronounced him dead on sight

20-20 is for suckas

20-40’s what I use when im checkin out your mothers

Loving is what I love to do

So get it through

Ooooh is what the ladies do

When they swallow sweetlou’s legendary goo

Gooie gumdrops

Its fun to run it till the gun drops

Blaze the place till the sun stops

While some cops

Still chillin at the donut shop

Thinking sprinkles or not

When they get glazed with a shot

Swish

Straight through the basket

This hard style im living

Ill never outlast it

Snap

That’s outlandish

Id rather be chillin out on a beach somewhere Spanish

Oley

Catch my drift

A lot of shit passes these lips

Asses and clits

Get lapped up real quick

If your booty clapping

Ill spit

Hot fire till the day I tire

Or hit the pit

capish