Pen Diesel

Lyrics

[Intro] "Enjoy this trip" What? (Copenhagen, Denmark) "You-you-you just put the needle on a really unique record on" (Ayo, Sadhu!) (Diamond) [Chorus] Your favourite rapper broke jottin' rhymes in a shitty apartment (What?) It's all gold on my hand like The Infinity Gauntlet (Bling!) Me and cousy used to slide around the city retarted (Ah-ah!) I bought a bokay and roses for the deadly departed [Verse 1] Can sum my town up in two words: Amiri's and charges (What?) Pick your flowers out the garden while I listen to Marvin Niggas is starvin', we flip the most ridiculous garments Sergio Tacchini suits and Moncler beanies Off the black McQueen Graffiti boot I rhyme ill, you gotta feed mе soup (Uah) She got a speedy coupe Now she got thе big head like Betty Boop Looped in And she down to shoot shit like Sheryl Swoopes (Brr) The very second that we catch win, that's a parachute Ring filled with carrot juice Fuck it, we can go song for song Bar for bar, right or wrong, I'll embarrass you Give it to 'em raw like Eddie Murphy in the leather suit Delirious, hard to take you dirty niggas serious Push the Alfa Romeo like It's Fast & the Furious (My fuckin' Vin Diesel) On the cash route we might crash out, Paul Walker We'll spin it for the right price, I'm Bob Barker Pockets fat like The Parkers I cock the black strap back and park you on the spot There'll be a X when they mark ya (Boom!) Fifty Shades of Grey, it gets darker The slick talker Turn Bloods to Crip-walkers (Ah!) Death note, sign your name in permanent marker (Right here) Too late to hide your chain, my dude determine to stalk ya (We on your ass, nigga) They broke and your money tall as Herman the Munster (Give it up) Play games and this shit might turn into concrete, yo [Chorus] Your favourite rapper broke jottin' rhymes in a shitty apartment (What?) It's all gold on my hand like The Infinity Gauntlet (Bling!) Me and cousy used to slide around the city retarted (What up, [?]) I bought a bokay and roses for the deadly departed [Verse 2] Your favourite rapper Kriss Kross, missin' the bus Bustin' tables in his headphones, he listen to us (Big Umbrella shit) I give you seven from the dirty bird, Vic in the clutch (Nothing) Thirty spread on the table, it ain't shit to discuss [Outro] (Copenhagen, Denmark) Ayo, Sadhu! What the fuck? (Diamonds) Skrr!