PARIS CHRIST DILLINGER & Wendigo (Ft. Acid Souljah)

It's Based Negative Squad you stupid bitch
[Intro - Acid Souljah]
My personal driver smoke all by himself, can't pass the blunt for nothin'
We be smokin' up exotic weed, we roll the fattest nugs
Bad bitch at the crib, and she gunna suck me up
Burberry, Balenciaga, I be fly as fuck
Moncler jacket on, outside it's cold like brr brr brr
Crushed X pill on the table look like spilled Nerds
It's-it's-it's-it's Based Negative Squad you stupid bitch

[Verse 1 - Christ Dillinger]
Nigga I'm rich, you'll never look like this
You broke as fuck, you'll never get like this
I broke down the whole 8-ball using my fist
Your bitch watching my story, and you goin' broke
I got a scale for the weed and a scale for the coke
I don't really like scammin', I'd rather sell coke
We got ecstasy, molly pills, Xanax, and dope
Couple bands what I spent on that new Moncler coat
I drop 5k on the pussy, I trick on a hoe
Hood I grew up in look just like Palestine
Cocaine in the pot look just like Miss Madeline
What the fuck is he doing in P-P-P-P-Paris Fashion Week, you sell pussy
You ain't sellin' no fashion, you sellin' pussy
80,000 followers, you sold a lot of pussy
This an S for Supreme, it is not for Stussy
Unc add a little cocaine when he roll his loosey
Bitch you look like Lil Yawh, how you actin' choosey?
Triple stack of molly make me sweat profusely
C-c-c-c-c-c-c-cocaine bitch I cook it good
Run the opps over with my truck like I'm Suge
No I don't want no pussy just the head is good
Cocaine smell like burnt rubber, you know that it's good
Why you said you got money? You know you don't
Said you gunna slap who? You know you won't
Interstellar kush look like Lil Mo'
S-s-so Based Negative
We rockin' Balencis, we ain't wearin' Jordan's
I walk in the club and go right to the very important
Fuck a different bitch everyday just like a Mormon
Spin the block on the opps without givin' a warnin'
Cartier sandals on me I look just like Summers
If your boyfriend never got no money your life is a bummer
I fucked your bitch in the back of my Hummer
This a rental from Turo, it's not even my Hummer
She wanna come s-s-s-suck my dick, her man is a bum
Triple stack of the [e-pill?], put that on my tongue
He bought that [3 pieces of platinum?] I know that he dumb
The Glock got the scope and the light, it got every attachment
Fuck that bitch and cut her off I feel no attachment
Fake titties, fake ass, she got every enhancement
Old head hit the dope and went off on a tangent
Dope flyin' fast [leer?]
My bitch got a fat ass, rear
All of my opps, queer
I was cookin' crack, here
Cops check the truck, [chair?]
Fly a bitch out to suck the dick on Spirit Air
Put my whole foot in the dope, made 'em shed a tear
It's Based Negative Squad you stupid bitch