This is a song about "Russian chain"

Let em play with her box, she give the greatest top

The funny thing about, that fresh ass platinum, chain you bought

Don’t you be holding back, your love

Champagne no chain no diamonds

You got to have your game tight

So i took my chain and walk outside

I’m from hoover man, high as superman, shit you lois lane

Spit it sick and rip it up, don't need your dang chain,

I could win an oscar, russian accent husky

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

Rullette russian rappers and guns related they cousins,

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Ya self-esteem will be on my key chain,

Bring the hook,i think i need to spark again

There is no control, like a gun barrel in russian roulette,

You smell the ounce, i ain't even in ya house yet