Wormhole

Lyrics
[Intro] Muggs, what up, my nigga? Uh, yeah, uh [Verse 1] Uh, in all my gold, coke cooked on the stove Only talk in codes, we don't talk on them phones I smell like dough and Polo sport cologne The Testarossa I drove's testosterone Stay in your childish zone, this ain't Romper Room My Benz be riding smooth, the jewels look custom I need more closet room, Allah diamonds, I got Islamic roots I still grind for the loot with the prostitutes Catch me Tom Browned down, we ain't on common ground Used to boost Tommy Hil' out to Abraham and Strauss Ow, MAK90 out the Giblee Or we can mix it up, I might come jig you in your kidney It's been documented, I will pop a nigga I feel like Big Poppa, I let the chopper lift ya Glock with the condenser, bitch, I got potential Rolex presidential, pimp tools Fendi living rooms, views of swimming pools I'm a business dude, get it clicking, fool I did it, I am living proof, uh Check it, check it, check it, check it out Keep your heavy necklace in the house, ow [Break] Marc, nigga, uh Run down on your ass, nigga Hundred block, boy [Verse 2] Uh, platinum Rollie light grey, I feel like Dice Clay The difference between us, I say it's night and day The pain don't get wiped away I was cooking white in the microwave, you banging on cyberspace That shit you claiming, it ain't resonate The way you lay, make sure the bed get made Don't ever think you can't get wet up for extra change 3 extra chains, it gave me neck pains Might let your brains hang like Jesse James And I jet in the range, I'm too set in my ways No second grade sex slaves, let's set the stage Come catch this fade, or you can pay with 10k Audemars Piguet, y'all niggas gay, it ain't even vague It ain't up for debate, you won't bust a grape Great, wrap the 38 with duct tape, abduct your mate Fuck your face, nothing you love is safe, I just dug in your safe Your tap ain't straight, you go back to the days of bagging base To being placed in a body bag over a bad day You dead, I guess it's better, that way You dead, I guess it's better, that way, motherfucker [Outro] Ah, Marc, nigga, yeah Kaos Kaos
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Credits
- Writers
- DJ Muggs
- Roc Marciano