My hairs done right. outfits tight. a nickel plated gat with christian dior
They say my music knocks, so i hope it open every door
Terrible odds on a two faced nickel.
This is the shit that is makin' me cynical
Signal distress, stuck in the nickel pretense
Yeah months in every night she's in tears
Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will
Came to a nickel of weed, and i blame it on her menstrual
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