[Intro]
Han, han
Right, right, yeah
[Verse 1]
Yo, yo, fuck your mother and spit in it
Réà ©writing the story serves to hide the blood stains
I want to make this currency for my family, for my mini-me
If you have a little kitty present- my little face
All these bastards would like to get my share but don't have the resources to
If it's empty in your head if it's empty in your pussy call me Quickly, I'll shove everything away from you
All my words are worth pondering, the truth you want me to share the sorrel, fuck your mother, I only share the ideas
br/>To do a few things I went this way, I went there, han
I sleep in palaces, my cock and your ass are inseparable, han
I fly first class, snatching, shoplifting
Niggas must weigh like Ashkenazim like Sephardim
I fuck her and I tear myself away, take a shot or two, I have to get rid of it
I'll send you to the Lord if I open my envelope and there's not enough
All my niggas are straight, flirted with by the parallel economy
We steal because the word wad and the word free start with an L
[ Chorus]
The sirens, the system, don't really like my epidermis
The sirens, the system, don't really like my epidermis
/>So, we advance without the laws, we shit on them
We advance without the laws, we shit on them
In the ankles nigga, in the ankles nigga
In the nigger head, in the nigger head
France came to do its shopping, put us in a difficult situation
You wanted to start rapping, you put yourself in a situation trouble
You're a nigga who makes the leases, you got yourself into a problem
Everything's fine, as long as my salary shits on your salary
/>[Verse 2]
Soon I'm on Amina's cover, on Trina's schnek
I'm coming like Katrina raining on Latinas
Biatch I'm doing bring out your animal side
I remove your makeup via your tear glands
You cut me on YouTube, a jnoun visits you
Swallow some white spirit, swallow my centi-liter
br/>If you're 35 you're in pain, shut up at my signal
I'm too strong because in my head there's a boy who talks
My father wore cairons my mother torched old people
She raised me alone the good Lord saw it with her eyes
Talk about her and we'll show up at your house in disguise ©s
Back like McFly, back like the ushers
[Chorus]