33 The Purist & Westside Gunn

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[Intro]
Ayo
[Verse]
458, I was leaning on the .33
30 on the lap, I pray to god they don't fuck with me
Do you like Tony in the shower, with the chainsaw
13 gauge, one shot blew his face off
Blood on the bottom of the pony hair loafers
Spanish nigga every time I plug he playing soca
Yellow rice half a chicken
Having shootouts in the Fashion District
He mixed the soda in terrific, left his body twitching
Gabanna goggles, 20 for a half a brick papo
I'm rocking 20 chains, bitches think I hit the lotto
Gas stoves ticking in the kitchen
All that
Oil in the pot, merry Christmas
Look at all that shit swimming
[Outro]
Ayo what up lord
You the same nigga praised Dilla
Hopping out the 8 dragging chinchillas
Life is way better when you rich ain't it
Money getting bluer
Money machine maneuvers
We never talk we just do
Tell him the god sent ya
Flashing lights, don't make me ask twice nigga