Xion

Yeah, I put a million in the sock drawer
That's why I never got cold feet
She put her face in the kilo
Bitch, I told you keep it lowkey
Throwing money, tell her go deep (go deep)
The devil buying, but they giving up they souls free
Thousand-dollar aged steak, fuck my old beefs
For dessert, I ate your pussy with my gold teeth

I was rolling, I hit her, and said I think I love her
By the time she hit me back, I had a different number (what? Wait!)
All this "Purple Rain" got me thinking of her
But she never satisfy like Prince's mother
Okay, I'm tripping, that's the psychedelics
Imagine walking on the moon and letting Michael tell it
See they don't really care about us, and they spiteful jealous (yeah)
Tell me why the days depress us, but the nights compels us (huh)

Thought I was gone, they was wrong, they assume (assume)
I guess somebody got me exhumed, you fucking doomed
You silver spoon goons since they let you out the womb
I rose from the tomb turned coffin to cocoon (huh!)
The tension so thick in the room
Revenge code got you feeling like it's Christmas in June
And it's sweet, reverse the roles, you be licking the spoon
But you occupied with all that fucking dick you consume

The flow is sassafras, I had to razzmatazz the risk
Immigrant, I'm what happens if Aladdin had some bricks
Jasmine had a pimp, ride a magic carpet with the tints
Diamonds in the rough, over pressure that I underwent
In the lab again, I'm back to lapping rappers in this labyrinth
I'm snappin' back like Bobby Backlund, I'm on the batch again (I am)
Me coming back is not an accident (it's not)
See I don't ever gotta rap again

Numb to it, I'm getting money just to run through it
I don't even gotta thumb through it if it come too it
She hear the money and she come to it
I don't eat the pussy, I just hum to it (hum to it)



Credits
Writer(s): Richard Jonnas Munoz, Bijan Dionisios Amirkhani, Ahmad Balshe, Faris Taleb Al-majed, Sami Hamed
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