Gem Star Barz lyrics

[Intro]
You cry—
You cry—

[Verse]
f*ck a nine-to-five to survive, dunny, we movin' yay
Rollin' money, foldin' like my name Daniel Dumile
Hands grippin' the handle of the Wraith and bet the toolie spray
Put two through a moolie, live from where n*ggas is Judas snakes and dudes'll hate
I'm Van Damme breakin' next in the committee
Dislocate your arm, leg, and leg and have you blew away
f*ck 12s, smooth criminal, shake the pursueded Jakes
My cuddy put his nose to the table, precede to tootin' flakеs
Hand me bills that's blue, keep sniffin' 'til you lose your facе
On a peso mission, pulled your pigeon, gave a dictor taste
f*ck a feature, I'm a beast in creachin', breathin' reapers
Spittin' rusty gem star bars and ether to your speaker
League leader, turn your whole crew to perfuse bleeders
Transform my metro cart to a Ferrari two seater
Fool, you see a horse-eater, I score skeet, caught amnesia
Have her wipin' off knee dust, word to Jesus (You cry—)
My cheese up, got no time for the mixin' and minglin'
My thoughts on a portion, exhaust, takin' yours and engineering car
Our words leave 'em in ponts, your face a restaraunt
Ruler like a megatron, cuttin' grams of Cormega art (You cry)
You n*ggas'll never measure, have a better respect of don
Kickin' corn, lexicon, from NY to Lebanon
They love the work, fascinated by you like a magic wand
Facts, I got it masterd, been a savage, you can ask my mom
On the real, you f*ck n*ggas know the drill, it's overkill
Black roses on the casket and my [?]
With likeminded individuals, gats scratch cereal
Rap imperial, all of you cats minuscule
sh*t I spat as fentanyl, blow your heart ventricle
Loud in Garcia y Vegas, cigars, you n*ggas twistin' bull
Hungry n*gga never full, from the mecca, I'm set to rule
f*ck all of you rappers, drown you faggots in a plasma pool
Blast the tool, you couldn't last a dule, a master attribute
My b*tch pus*y passionfruit, everyday stackin' loot
[Outro]
b*tch