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Dear winter Can't wait to see you again Hitler wears Hermes 3 Rest in peace Machine Gun Black Ayo My man just came home from doing 20 flat He already back to selling crack He looked at me and said this all that he know Rockin' sasquatch fabrics from head to toe The cloth we was cut from is still loyalty 12 gold slugs, Chanel mask you know it's me I'll blow your fucking head off yo (trrrr) 12 gold slugs, Chanel mask you know it's me Yo, fly as a pelican benevolent Drug money infectious, we whipping up extras My man got killed for two pounds of MID My kicks cost that, it hurt for me to see his kids I'm from a city where everybody got ten bodies Burberry trench covering the chopped shottie Niggas had buck shots in every part of 'em Yeah they might be fly now but I fathered them Call for neighbour dealers carving bricks Low top Margielas lookin' marvelous Style was crystal foul, fountains of ace Leave 'em shot floating in it like Scarface (brrrrrrrrt) You broke my heart when you killed Frank Remember when Tony shot Pussy in the boots yo? Ayo, you broke my heart when you killed Frank Seemed like yesterday I was running guns Ayo, Sly still got four lives left Full length Mink to the Nike check Ricardo, lemon squeeze, 50 shot TEC Shot 45 hanging out the Murciélago Prayin' for tomorrow A lot of niggas never seen 18 My young boy favourite colour stay green 30 years on the triple beam Broke the slot machines out in Medellin My man just came home from doing 20 flat He already back to selling crack He looked at me and said this all that he know Rocking Sasquatch fabrics from head to toe The cloth we was cut from is still loyalty 12 gold slugs, Chanel mask you know it's me I don't give a fuck who you is man you ain't fucking with me yo 12 gold slugs, Chanel mask you know it's me I am Warhol I am the number one most impactful artist of our generation I am Shakespeare in the flesh Walt Disney, Nike, Google Now who's going to be the Medici family And stand up and let me create more Or do you want to marginalize me 'til I'm out of my moment? I'm sniffing gun powder Ayo, one rack be yola Them Bathing Ape Coca Cola Dropped a tear when Ghost shot Roller Spikes on the camouflage loafers Lord everything kosher Shot a 100 rounds the whole hood woke up Kick in the door for the raw Shoot your baby mother in the forehead Started off with a double up Buck 50 your kids, they face will bubble up Nigga, ain't nobody safe Rose gold R8, who wanna race me (skrrrrrt) We'll be rich forever If the dog food tasty, amazing MCM bucket in the Mulsanne No jump shots so we off king Joakim Noah when I post up Leave his body freezing like a cold cut Machine got killed it had me fucked up I ain't been the same since let me sniff I was shackled on that bus taking trips You broke niggas get a bottle and take midget sips Give me a case of everything The triple beam like a wedding ring
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