In a turtle neck, thermal jeans, spit purple wine
Your bars are meaningless when they're compared to mine
Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair
I'mma stop right there and i know you don't care
Forever lost in your hypnotic
Six hundred sixty-six, leave it for the tip
Your bars may flow but mine destroy
And that's word to my nigga bad boy
And all that time with your friends put my momentum on decline
Or you could come a little closer, put your hand in mine
Cus i'm gonna love you girl until the end of time
These emerald evergreens in your eyes reflect mine
Baby your nothing but sweet,
The revolution will proceed
Your innocence, so give me the key baby
Fur for fur, baby; baby, you'll go stir crazy
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