Am i behind this, i'm just like this sinister highness
In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush
Leave your running to your mamma,
Santana, zeke the kufi poppa
Yo, bubble gum that reese's pieces
Freezing your nose, your eyes, your corneas,
Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine
Blood stain, your slain, your brain
Declined and ignored i implore you bow to your highness
We're still feeling the promise, some nights i kill 'em with kindness
My gun your scars, your wrist your calls
Black fours red drop head doors
Double mg pays me, fuck with me, you crazy
His highness signing off, rip to those who missed me
She can make a pimp fall in love
His highness thrives refined like viruses
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