MiNt cHoCoLaTe (feat. Conway the Machine)

[00:01.74] (A-one, two, a-one, two, three, go)
[00:08.61] Brrt, ayo, ayo
[00:19.91] Ayo, my shooter hittin' everything rollin' off the wet (brrt, ah)
[00:23.82] Stressin' in that cell, used to have to call collect
[00:27.93] Now tassels on the Celine leathers, I'm on a jet
[00:31.33] I'ma land on that rec yard, steal Sly out the stretch (ah)
[00:35.59] 320 a month, laps around the sun
[00:38.99] My shooter hummin', "Ain't No Sunshine", loadin' up a drum, uh
[00:43.27] Everybody father, uh, coke in the agua, uh
[00:47.05] Had to lie low, I had a bitch in Cheektowaga, uh
[00:50.71] At minimum, I had 50 suits in the locker, uh
[00:54.34] Touch mine, stab you off adrenaline, proper
[00:58.55] I'm from the eastside of hell, where the devil wear Dolce
[01:02.46] The MAC clip don't stop (brr), Marni slippers all bozy
[01:06.09] In the law library, you shoulda heard what Black told me
[01:10.18] Worthy pack ya shit up, pulled off in a Rosey (skrrt)
[01:13.61] Thank God, God chose me
[01:15.49] The baddest bitch you ever seen, told her, "Don't touch the pony" (super FLYGOD)
[01:35.17] Look, look (ah), Pyrex vision kitchenware, I was whippin'
[01:40.85] Got my wrists like I won the strongest man competition (hahaha)
[01:44.60] Send the brodie on a slidin' mission, all my oppositions (brr)
[01:47.80] They talkin' tough, but they was not convincin', 30 shots'll rinse 'em (brr)
[01:52.44] Just looked at my account, some more direct deposits hit it
[01:55.70] Got my riches, still in my prime, but I just had to optimus it (cash)
[01:59.76] I had some setbacks, but I remain optimistic, I'm out the trenches
[02:04.60] Hot pockets, mystics, now it's lobster dishes (talk to 'em)
[02:07.47] I know bodyin' these beats is what you know me for
[02:11.09] All gold Presi' but I got mines out the Rollie store
[02:14.74] Why you think the junkies always shootin' like they Kobe for? (Huh)
[02:18.61] Dope too strong, why you think they always OD for? (Woo)
[02:22.62] I gave 'em a style, gave 'em a lane, that's what they owe me for (haha)
[02:25.89] Put some homies on and gratitude they ain't show me at all (fuck them niggas though, bro)
[02:30.22] Celine tote for my broad, Margiela coat in the fall
[02:34.12] Scatter Brain open the jar, y'all niggas know who the God, Machine, bitch
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