This is a song about "Lamborghini urus"

You would have more chance trying to breed with a goat,

If sam rosen never rolled and malcom never spoke

Ox up in my pocket, i'll lock shit, from the peep holes,

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

I rock my motherfuckin' crew like a string of razor blades/

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Razor blades are sharp as hell, you might as well embrace it,

A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

My flow is razor ship like a needle that pierces ya skin,

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

If you side against the horn you are ludicrous

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Living young and wild and free