Az - Platinum Bars lyrics

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Az - Platinum Bars lyrics

What y'all know about real cashin' and topless Jags Doing 80 on the ave, goin' on the cop some hash Stash box, no more airbags, just pop the dash Got them things with the sling hammer to cop them bath Slouch down in the bucket seats, real discreet Ice grillin' like f** it, I'm too real to speak So s** it in, denim down with the Chuck and Timbs Fitted cap so y'all can get it that I'm hustlin' I'm a Mr. Queen Mohanin', Kurt Cobain So if you thinkin' too hard, you gon' hurt your brain From snortin', my feelings is as cold as my chain AZ, it's the angels that chose my name For the return, it's the second coming, left my woman Had to recoup from all the stress and reckless runnin' See the beats don't stop when the heat don't pop All it means is that I'm low 'til I see and drop It's on