Rare

Not a penny, not a dollar

Just a stupid ass man

Acting funny

Thinking I'm kidding

Give you one, two, three, four, fives

Sent roses to your front lawn

The don don't come

In my new Sean John

Almost done

Just a pinch of saffron

You'd look gorgeous in a Chiffon Blouse

From Givenchy

I feel French, cause

Oui

We Been on

Margiela my cologne

You **** Musky

Like Elon

Can't sip what I sip on

Sit where I sat on

Whip some

Watch her fall in love like Stockholm

Still had to send her home

Still had to walk the lonely path with a microphone

A pint in a cup of Styrofoam

when no one's home

I been alone

It's like my heart went stone

Chrome hearts denim

I look blown

Snow White

Powder for your dome

I'm in the basement with Al Capone

Whipping up stone

He don't want smoke

In his ozone

It's not the type of project

You could postpone

What's in the bag

Oxycodone

Almost done

Like Stefflon

To be frank

My double Cs came ox blood

Me and all my ****

Keep a close bond

Remember days

Used to get slept on

Many ways

You could get kept on

I'm ko nun

Wasn't in the city

When the block got spun

What's done is done

Powder smoke

From a loaded gun

Nothing new under the sun

Sent roses to your front lawn

Red Lobster not prawn

The queen ain't nothing but a crowned pawn

You want my heart we could share

I walk through the valley of shadows

Without fear

I saw the vision

It was clear

Let go my heart girl

It's nothing there

Ah

Let go my heart girl

It's nothing there