Black Mamba
Superstar
Freeband chain, crib driller
All my lil' nikkas nothin' but spinners
Audemar my gang member (Yeah)
AP for my main, hol' up
One of my outfits least a ki'
Damn near touchin' a half a B
If my nikka wasn't Jigga, I'm the type to go after B
And I still smash on C
I got two fifth on me
Like the quarter bag of the cheese
I'm in the field, no cleats
Breakin' that seal by the P
Pour up drink but don't get sleepy
I'm on pills and I'm geeked
Wait, this money got me tweakin'
Turnin' good girls to freaks
She ain't with me, she with the streets
Cost two thousand just to bust a nut on these Hermès sheets
Two of my chains ten-hundred thousand, one of my rings cost a house
Few of my bytches, can't live without 'em
Trench gang, slime 'em out
He still smashing CiaraWilson you better do something nikka

yeah its probably crazy talk but I hope song gets big enough so Raiders play this verse when the Denver Broncos play in vegas fukk the donkeys 





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