Brain Dead

Marino my clothes I be spending them racks Marino my clothes I be spending them racks Just took your bitch you're not getting her back My Backwood gelato it's filled with the wax Marino the Infantry, everything Tec Drivin the whip and I play with the cat Me was afraid, a boy sippin on act Feelin like [?] I get the sack Get a new Cadillac, put one on that I got the Yeezy's I get them from Kanye Don't walk around with my jewelry, disarm you Bitches they horny, I can't get them off me Pack is on loud, I shout when I go Got my diploma, I made honor roll She wanna lick and I told her lick slow Light skinned my bitch & she like Keyshia Cole Get on her knees and she drop to the floor I go and get ones and I throw the bankroll Gucci to Prada I'm dripped to the floor Yves Saint Laurent when I switch up my flow These niggas copying and that's an oh no These niggas dissin they really loko Gucci my sock and they cover my toes Got a flamethrower and I got a draco Burn down your block down to hell and you go Next you like Lil Kim, fuck with adrenalin Niggas not nice and I'm really not feelin them Sucking on my dick when she said she was innocent Gettin that money as long as they printin it Like that boy Future said girl get me super head If that boy playin round, then he brain dead My bitch is nasty I feel like I'm [?] Lost [?] Marino my clothes I be spending them racks Just took your bitch you're not getting her back My Backwood gelato it's filled with the wax Marino the Infantry, everything Tec Drivin the whip and I play with the cat Me was afraid, a boy sippin on act Feelin like [?] I get the sack Get a new Cadillac, put one on that