Posted on May 30, 2012 with 1,572 notes.
It don’t make sense going to Heaven with the goodie-goodies. Dressed in white, I like black tims and black hoodies. God’ll probably have me on some real strict shit. No sleeping all day, no getting my dick licked.
Hangin’ with the goodie-goodies loungin’ in paradise Fuck that shit, I wanna tote guns and shoot dice