Coffin Nails

Lyrics

EP: Milligrams of Temazepam in Old Tappan where he sold sedans Give the lay of land, but won't hold your hand Understand whether you smart kid or Push cart it or push start it, we impart it Whether Sephardic or Gentile, check your mental For this bloody rap, slang menstrual Splurging, need a surgeon for the Hapsburg chin Hop on a Schwinn, lets begin with the sermon In money earning, hit the turn and then he's crashing Rovers Told the chick in Fashion Nova get to acting sober Fiending for soba so forget the car At the bar bumping Escobar, chirashi with escolar Inshallah, you heard the scream cause it hurt Team's on alert, they put a lien on the yurt You little squirt, until we croak or 'til we off the rails Suppress the urges with the coffin nails MoF: Take a Look inside a Ganga's fortress Some Empty bags of corn chips, used Biore strips and foregrips Canal street Christian Dior, slips ons, niggas on some hoard shit Windows boarded, conditions sordid A Ganga's views? beyond distorted He's non equipped, socially, standing close to him kehd You might just lose your sponsorship Keyboard gut, Monster sips, mean PMO death grip GMO foods, hormones injected Paranoid when he exits, push a Lenco Bearcat OG JNCOs from twenty years back Fake adhere tats, Slava Medvedenko-esque career stats Y'all niggas hear Matt? Now ask yourself, what would Matt do? Then do the polar opposite kehd, avoid the snafu Burying Matthew, you'll see a statue with the bludgeoned plinth Solar powered speakers forever playing dungeon synth