Mysty Drip E

Warning, this is a fiction criminal drama. Events occur in the shadow zone. Time is limited. Listening has consequences. Listen at your own risk. In the mix, Crocs. Misty rip, Misty rip, Misty, misty, misty rip. Misty I got a pound of blow and I Gotta move it fast. I take a turn to the left, now them Laws is on my ass. What a nigga supposed to do? Would you run or would you shoot? Or sit in the car and do what you Do? He knocked on my window and I said, "Officer." "Do you know you were speeding and you Flew past us?" He looking in my car, now I'm reaching towards My chopper. I'm thinking in my head, Should I go 'head and pop him? He saying, "Next time, just keep it at a Low." I'm sweating real hard trying not to let It show. My partners out West and they waiting On the blow. I hope the deal's still on, I gotta get my dough. Misty rip, rip, misty, misty, rip. Misty misty, misty, misty Rip. Misty rip, misty rip, Misty, misty, misty rip. Rip, rip, rip, rip, rip, rip, Rip