

Prompt / Lyrics
My big, rope chain, Is gold, (real karats) And They Got diamonds, I got foreign hoes, And they come from islands, (I don’t know where it’s) Phantoms in my garage, With the ghost, I Exorcise them, The way I have them running, Every time I drive them, My wallet real large like my dick be, (Huge) I got warrants, Fuck the pigs, Tell them, Come and get me, I Got so many bricks up in my crib, And I Ain’t even got a chimney, (dude) Fat fucking chances, You got, Going against me, Yo chances thin, Chances looking slimly, (slim) Watch for how your mouth works, It’s foolish, talking too much, I be selling white stuff, more white than Ku Klux, (pecker woods) I heard about yo baby mom, And She suck for two bucks, (that’s a bargain) Them Mexicans my plug, And they bought some new trucks, The swoosh up on my shoes, is how, I knock, a dudes jaw loose, He say, I don’t want beef, But Bitch I got my au jus, The gun I got on my waists, The same one that done shot your face, Make the surgeons not even wanna waste they time, To try and operate, Sit back in yo high chair, Watch me as I win this, Yo goofy ass can be the goat, The lamb is who be sinless, (Amen) I’ll shoot yo ass upside yo head, All blown up, Like grenades be when they pin less, Yo chick love me for my dick, She love to put it, above where her chin is, I just try to keep it, as real as I can be, It’s fuck you and your dead folks, All yo homies, And yo family, Fucking on this one bitch, She sip lean up out her Stanley, (I love her) I do this shit amazingly, I do this shit real grandly, I be stepping on these lil dudes, That I need some new kicks, Man these boys be middle men, They don’t even move bricks, They don’t sow no blocks up, They don’t have no new fits, Me bitch I got all that, You dudes need to fall back, I know where yo bitch be, But I don’t know where her drawls at, (no say) Man this so lovely, I just do this shit for me, I don’t give a fuck about you faggots, And yo mommas can eat my skeet, Good Lord, (Forgive me) Good Lord, (Forgive me) Good Lord, (Forgive me)
Tags
Murder dead, ghetto Gangster old school slow Houston, Texas rap Boom bap, Gangster rap Slow murder hard oldschool Dee
2:19
No
12/3/2025