Ayo, mac in the supreme with the mic check
n***as actin’ like they ill, they ain’t like that
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Had the joint on ’em, ten flights, threw ’em off the roof
Landed on ? by Versace
Last time they see me I’ll be shootin’ out the Masi
?? Jesus, make two bricks out of one
[Keisha Plum]
If Greselda and Adolf had a baby, he would be a little shady
He would make me his lady
Red roses and blood diamonds for his lady
He would let me read poetry to his enemies
Before he chopped their heads off
Pyramid schemes iller than Madoff
Sticky weed and bullet proof vests
Talk slick pop a clip in your chest
Poisoning puppies for practice, murderous tendencies
Giving b**hes a buck fifty for fun
Packing grenades, he’s sipping Perignon
But it’s Ace of Spades in my flu
No words exchange, just give him the signal, my n***as shoot
Japanese denim and Fendi ankle boots, coconut color Correras
One-hundred for the lipstick, one-fifty for the mascara
Four-hundred on something see-through from the ??
Skin and hair scented in Clive Christian, number one