Treasure Chest Bars

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[Intro: Knowledge the pirate] Aha, listen, yo [Chorus: Knowledge the Pirate] If you on your dribble make sure you keep your head on a swivel 'Cause niggas'll leave you leanin' like the Tower of Pisa Stab you in your back with the dagger, Julius Caesar We tryna ball like Michael Jordan and Julius Erving Sippin' bourbon in a black Suburban (That's word, man) Niggas get washed, no laundry detergent (Laundry detergent) Money get washed and then we go splurge it And all these cars is italian and german, listen [Verse 1: Knowledge the Pirate] [?], don't get your brains blown They say this drug life's a bitch and I got a love jones My .38 snubnosе, that leave your club closed No shеll cases or witnessess, now the case closed (Shit, they told you that shit) Six shots to his face, now the case cold I'm in Mexico with my sicarios countin' my pesos In them barrios lettin' off shots with that Draco (Brr-rat) Just me and my amigo takin' shots of the Casamigo Micasa sucasa, hasa, don't make me leave you When you from them slums, to them dogs, they love to feed you When you get it out the mud to them pigs, they love to feed you Shit get fast and furios, dealin' that Vin Diesel Son was touchin' paper 'til they got snatched by them people And they hit his whole team with the RICO (Yeah, they hit his whole team up in here, son) If they charge 'em with them bodies they gon' give 'em the needle (If they charge 'em with them bodies they tryna give 'em the needle, son) [Chorus: Knowledge the Pirate] If you on your dribble make sure you keep your head on a swivel 'Cause niggas'll leave you leanin' like the Tower of Pisa Stab you in your back with the dagger, Julius Caesar We tryna ball like Michael Jordan and Julius Erving Sippin', swervin' in a black Suburban Niggas get washed, no laundry detergent Money get washed and then we go splurge it And all these cars is italian and german, uh [Verse 2: Knowledge the Pirate & Ty Farris] Hermès scarfs, diamond-studded medalions, you see it A few bad bitches like Megan Thee Stallion (You see her) Wildin', on a pirate island, yo, listen (Check it, talk to these niggas, word) [Verse 3: Ty Farris] I was a drifter, low income housin', you get the picture (Flicks) Kool Aid in the pitcher, first weapon a pair of scissors (Aha) Now a pair of strippers half naked, preparin' dinner We in a competition, karma already declared us winners, listen A lot of sacrifice, the reason these gold chains hangin' (A lot of sacrifice) Grippin' weapons, paranoid for cocaine payments (Aha) A runnin' rebel, before music, it was mutiny Dope spot flewin' fruitfully, every knock was an opportunity Fresh attire, business dinner with my next supplier LLC's, I came a long way from bein' a reckless minor Road to riches naive, nigga, never check the tires The way I survived and stayed alive, I wouldn't press MacGyver (Come on) Extended clips would make violence become viral (Yeah) That's a caption for my rivals, war with us is suicidal Y'all paper champs, we here to dispute the titles (Yeah) Street disciple, helpin' the youth, now reapeat the cycle, nigga