Folie À Deux Mach-Hommy (Ft. Keisha Plum & Westside Gunn)

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[Intro: Westside Gunn]
Conductor, Conductor, Conductor
Ayo
FLYGOD

[Verse 1: Westside Gunn]
Extravagant gat, ravishing, rockin' full moons
My hi-point have me arrogant (Ah)
My whole team smothered in Marine
Stashing crack in my Celine drawers
Niggas got wet, shot up Geraldine's (Grr)
Mason jars, Maison Margiela scarves
Macintosh catalogue
The illest shit ever, I swear to God (Ah)
We let you all have it, 50 hanging out the stick
Now I made a sure classic, had to throw the work in acid (Ah)
Every verse we work the magic (Ah)
Dior jacket one of one (One)
Left with the moon, came back with the sun (Sun)
You fuck niggas done (Fuck niggas donе)
My shooter don't shoot unless it has drum (It has drum)

[Verse 2: Keisha Plum]
Crescеnt moons and indica trees
Got three killas to the left of me
When they get a whiff of death it pleases me
He got four mill' at a safe house on the lake
Start with his pops, Pitchfork his face
Make his bitch beg, "Please"
Then sledgehammer both her knees