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Gold flakes on the lobster tail, I’m lavish with it,
Silk robe draggin’ on marble floors, I pivot,
Crispy duck skin, sauce thick like my bankroll,
Cherry wood smoke, Maserati with the mango gold.
I move like a chef in the kitchen—precision,
Flippin’ scripts, got the sauce, call it culinary vision,
Wrist flick, diamonds hit like a light show,
Pastry cream dreams, life sweet, let the dice roll.
how do you make your kick sound like that?
anyone else have their worm out at 00:46
ive been gone too long. now yall making bangers like this> gaw dayum
goddamn
Boutta use this loop fs
ughhhhhhhh this hits and hits hardddd
GAHLEEEEE
