Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant
Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,
Blood and cuts, ifs and buts
I call it speaking tongues
Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,
Bitches pursue me like a dream
And a fridge and some broccoli
Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee
And the word most important
Grab the scissors and saws and
Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold
Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,
He said the girl he saw me glance at was basically poison, and that she would hurt me like led
I bet this brother be a better oneif i upset you don't stress never forget
All the young motherfuckers that was took in they prime
Like a rhyme with birthday and first place then they call that sublime
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