Fools paradise

Spin the track back let me give you a soup of letters
Representing for the hustlers
Selling methamphetamine
Selling ketamine to Sarah Jean
High on PCP im the new B I G (Uh)
My flow alone is just like a show
Hold me back on a lead stay strapped
*Bang* *Bang*
To your chest 10-999 R.I.P my soul and grey-59

Let the bodies hit the floor
Let me see you break bad
Bulletproof glass with black tint in our blacked out
Van champagne in the back
9 feature requests on our way to the studio
BBW's screaming S B W
We got the fake ID
And we ready for the D
Bring them back stage introduce to the crew
We rocking chanel perfume and them louis boots (Uh)

Crusing down the street with my bitch
We got 2 trucks following us
Funky junkie's on the block
But my bitch got a full gold mac-11
She a gangsta she even tryna beef with us (What?)
She even tryna beef with me
Like we rolling down the street
In the 90's smokin blunts
Pulling off the stunts with the ak-47
Three shots to your chrome go to heaven

We drinking mud while rolling dice
The new bid price is all our ice
And 1 advice i told em don't be nice
That's a bit overpriced it's the fool's paradise (Uh)
Private call on my cellular phone
I'm a bit well known 3 redbone's tryna moan
Hear their steam going through my phone
Day dreaming all day didn't hear a word you said

Let the bodies hit the floor
Let me see you break bad
Bulletproof glass with black tint in our blacked out
Van champagne in the back
9 feature requests on our way to the studio
BBW's screaming S B W
We got the fake ID
And we ready for the D
Bring them back stage introduce to the crew
We rocking chanel perfume and them loui boots (Uh)

When i'm high off that weed I'm invincible
Selling speed but it's fine cause I'm easily forgivable
2 funky junkies in sight
Standing around the block
Looking corny smoking rocks (Look)
The light is dim
But I can see the black timp's on his feet
And he is quite slim red brim on his head
Somehow i'm in berlin
I don't trust him
He's drinking gin (Uh)

Look at my waist got glocks for days
And golden grill's on four hoes
Don't gloat
Give me my coat
He's wasting my time
We drinking covid and lime
We ready to die
We ready to die
Drinking fireball curb stomp your bro
SBW stealing every other hoe
Switchblade in my pocket
Good grades fade away real quick
Once the motherfucking drugs show up

Let the bodies hit the floor
Let me see you break bad
Bulletproof glass with black tint in our blacked out
Van champagne in the back
9 feature requests on our way to the studio
BBW's screaming S B W
We got the fake ID
And we ready for the D
Bring them back stage introduce to the crew
We rocking chanel perfume and them loui boots (Uh)