Wood, gold, platinum, diamond
Scrilla fan, oh boy and
I'm in my other car
// [you're a... rock star]
Should i say the fake leg made out of wood
Buy a chick a new bag when she taste good
With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course
Headed for another world, starting many beastly wars,
The presidents is getting honours, for unreasoned wars
And shorty, you straight, bet you look way better without no drawers
And hide like a beast under the wood
10 chains, hustle hard: ace hood
I'll be your savior from all the wars/
They left the keys to the brand new porsche
Metaphor, chilling with better whores
Towers over and defends wars
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