yung leto – crystal pistols, gucci handcuffs lyrics
shrub:
crystal pistol, fist full of real jewels
two c’s on my ear stretchers thats the channel tunnel, (f-ck off)
ferragamo fur belts making your girl melt, (what?)
mac on my dresser, not a strap or a clip, it’s your girls lipstick
making her lip sync, i want shrubby, making your heart sink
gucci handcuffs for a sl-t with a daddy kink
yung leto:
suicide 2-tone, high stepping prime time, catch me in the end zone, take your b-tch and sip the wine
mirror to my nose, i ain’t worried ’bout the drugs no
cherry dropping, bomb dropping, stomach steady molly popping
tabs on my tongue from the bag from the back
vision getting trippy like the red on my cash
50 in a stack times 20 that’s a grand
you counting plays, i’m counting up my cash
rubber bands and duffel bags, in our lanes we whipping fast
cruising down the city i ain’t never f-cking looking back
me and shrub can handle that, take your b-tch and pull of fast, she wanna come ain’t no f-cking kidnap, boy!
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