eugenics

[Intro] Tens turns into that, and then that, goddamn (On the TV, you remember) (It's more red wine in here?) No sharp reset, uh Uh Microphone check How it sound, TJ? That was the nasty, horse-face bitch? Uh [Chorus] The kid with the Hermès blanket, turned ramen noodles and turkey pepperonis into a banquet Cuban-link anklet on the boat, top-lip bitch with the facelift How many paces I'ma take before I spin on homes? Put three in his face, then spit on homes [Verse] Why am I so prone To Nubian on Nubian violence? Dover Market and Palace collab Went broke and robbed the Arabs, told him if he call the law, I'll burn his shit to the floor Met a big-butt Korean ho in the Aimé Leon Dore store She like, "Is that Silver Mountain Water comin' through your pores?" For sure I am the nicest since been slices of white and whole wheat Startin' this week, I won't eat for a whole week This ain't some shit I heard on a podcast, this is a god's fast, ask the gods They ain't never seen me use a card, all cash, my credit twisted American Express blacklisted Soon they'll be on my dick crazy, Federal Navy, Navy Federal played me, child support frozen But my wallet, I still can't close it, I'm Moses, drinkin' Möet through the imperial Bergdorf after it closes I am the closest you'll ever come to perfection Any insurrections will be corrected I'm mad at myself because I ain't expect it, usually I'd expect the unexpected Free throws, vanish points, and perceptions All the god did was say hi, what the fuck would you do for a necklace? Moral decline, decadence, Beluga Boys and Joe Frost kids, fine dining is our preference Teresa's and the beef bar, they speak of me with a reverence I sent it, it was delivered, and you read it You get the message, your pandering is pathetic PPP ain't a loan, it's pedestrians, police, and paramedics My demonstration gon' call for 'em all, Saigon socialite Margiela windbreaker black and white like the TV on Poltergeist I could tell how you hold the dice, you not ready to gamble with your life Livingstone Bramble hook off Homie threw me an ounce and I took off Flea bin, bitch shook off Alley, leave bills sealed on the cellophane, uh [Interlude] Uh Microphone check [Chorus] The kid with the Hermès blanket, turned ramen noodles and turkey pepperonis into a banquet Cuban-link anklet on the boat, top-lip bitch with the facelifts How many paces I'ma take before I spin on homes? Put three in his face, then spit on homes, uh