Letra

I don't wanna hear no talking from a bitch no Angelo Ima make a bitch strike out like Pat Malone You can see me shine all my teeth now solid gold All this money on me I can't even make my wallet fold Steady bringing noise Anthrax Never pop no Xanax Gotta keep the signal clear Gotta keep my hand fast Gotta keep my bank loaded Gotta make it on tour Gotta get my wrists frozen From the top to the floor I don't wanna hear your whack music like the priests of Syrinx Bitch I drive a minivan, you ain't fucking coming near it First class everything, I ain't ever riding steerage These bitches defenseless, hit em with a couple leers Articuno on my neck, big checks I might blow your civilation into wreck, Aztec Motherfucker can't step up to me he get decked Livin lavish, silk pillow no beck Jumped into the Chevy Jumped into the Chevy Bitch you can't touch me like fortune no metal gear Bitch I go hard as fuck, gold on my dental clear Whip all black riding through night like I'm Paul Revere Creep like the reaper my silhouette disappear Billy and mandy I'm dropping the bar Coming back simba These bitches all scar Shining come at me I don't got no Grammy But like Mario galaxy I'm in the stars Bitches getting kicked out Total drama island Bitch I'm always in the whip No Belmont, Simon V12 V12, I'm about to modify it No denying boutta take em down like Wander to a giant No colossus standing in my way Gripping the blade I'm in a wraith 88 Miles day after day Throughout the states Drove the camero off of the crossway Ain't no Chucky but all of this shit gon feel like child's play Hey
Writer(s): Yasin Kashubeck Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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