Ferraris in the Rain The Alchemist (Ft. ScHoolboy Q)

[Intro: The Alchemist & ScHoolboy Q]
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(Da-da, da-da) Yeah, yeah
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(Da-da, da-da) Yeah, yeah
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[Verse: The Alchemist]
Look, I whip the 'Rari in the rain
Ice in my veins, I'm sippin' on Bacardi straight
Just gettin' started, I hardly ate (Uh)
Icin' all on me, I'm a birthday party cake (Happy birthday)
I'm blowin' out your candles
They hike the ball to me, I'm the quarterback, I know about the scramble
I'll be gone in sixty seconds flat (Out here)
I'm a vintage stepper, Stacy Adams shoes with a Stetson hat (Yeah)
Don't make me come out of my stage ensemblе (Do it)
My latest combo, danced on the work, did thе macarena and the mambo
I slide electric, worldwide respected (Uh)
The method's been tried and tested
Chew on the track but this stomach acid digested
Luther prepare a naked section and then I dressed it
You puttin' lipstick on the pig, can't slap a bow on the bum
Wrap a ribbon around his wig and make him crisp (The fuck you doin', man?)
I'm a genuine article (Uh)
The jammy's a food processor, it'll blend you into particles
Inside a venue, I'm Spartacus (Me)
I'm the finisher, you still working with a starter kit (Come on)
That boy's buggin', he got bars to spit