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Shiny nuggets, get some real gold in your glitter man, niggas that stand the heat yeah you can get you a piece
kill is the verb them is the subject
Cuttin the air on my mic, kill is the verb them is the subject, my sentence on some pimp shit
What i look like, they shit was hot
Way richer than money makin, kill is the verb them is the subject
Cuttin the air on my mic, blowin sparkles thru the chrome
Get into your rocket ride that shit up to the stars, my sentence on some pimp shit
yeah we gon win
A hundred styles an hour, do it get the boots up and make bros get up our arms, way richer than money makin
No labels just customs, test it check it, get some real gold in your glitter man
Nigga don t you feel that it s time for the bomb, deep in your heart you got your own moves, clothes don t make the man it s all inside your poems
Blowin sparkles thru the chrome, talk hoes while they pose in their white boy suits Sph, get some real gold in your glitter man
what s the shape
Kill is the verb them is the subject, we vanish back into the night
Get into your rocket ride that shit up to the stars, shiny nuggets Palaces, shiny nuggets
It s a hundred styles an hour thats how much we go, talk hoes while they pose in their white boy suits
It s put up or shut up so yeah you already know we on it, it s a hundred styles an hour thats how much we go Sph, do it get the boots up and make bros get up our arms
What it cook like, don t study this allure
no labels just customs
No labels just customs, blowin sparkles thru the chrome, nigga don t you feel that it s time for the bomb
Oh yes it is, get your hardest nigga and ya ll go and get some more Palaces, originals are a must when productions are from bustin
Talk hoes while they pose in their white boy suits, originals are a must when productions are from bustin, test it check it
get some real gold in your glitter man
Sunk deep in a bucket, so don t stop moving or the devil will know, blowin sparkles thru the chrome
Now get your favourite baby and ya ll get out on the floor, and this shit goes out tomorrow how you stitch it today
originals are a must when productions are from bustin
It s a hundred styles an hour thats how much we go, what it cook like, fuck with me and get the screw
way richer than money makin
Bitch ass shit get gone, gunbeat sound blast from the left Sph, it s put up or shut up so yeah you already know we on it
Get your hardest nigga and ya ll go and get some more, so don t stop moving or the devil will know Palaces, my sentence on some pimp shit
My sentence on some pimp shit, yeah you heard fuck with me i gots the scoop
Cuttin the air on my mic, nigga don t you feel that it s time for the bomb, i mean it and i love it
get some real gold in your glitter man
It s a hundred styles an hour thats how much we go, yeah we back up in the kitchen with chicken grease
test it check it
Sunk deep in a bucket, shiny nuggets
clothes don t make the man it s all inside your poems
Do it get the boots up and make bros get up our arms, a hundred styles an hour, get into your rocket ride that shit up to the stars
way richer than money makin
And this shit goes out tomorrow how you stitch it today, do it get the boots up and make bros get up our arms Palaces, deep in your heart you got your own moves
Officer down, get your downest rider and ya ll even up the score Sph, get your downest rider and ya ll even up the score
i mean it and i love it
Fuck with me and get the screw, officer down, talk hoes while they pose in their white boy suits