PAROLES
[Chorus]
I’m not your average American
Niggas see me and they swear that they seein’ me different like my name is Manson Marilyn
This not a ritual but I go dig up my day ones just so we can pull up and bury him
Back in the trap and I’m whippin’ a fishscale, I got more water than all the aquariums (Dream, this shit go dummy, whew)
Yeah, it’s time to pop the trunk
We just put the opp inside a spliff, it smell like skunk
When I be serving the Jane, they come to the back, they don’t come to the front (The front)
When I’m on thеse drugs, I’m a slave (Yeah, ha)
Whеn I’m in these chains, I’m a slave
Say she don’t know who I am, lil’ bitch must live inside of a cage
They just slatt, all my bros free
Still havin’ nightmares about them raise
But I still can’t trust nobody, my boy shot me and it wasn’t in grace
Fuck ’em all, I get paid
[Verse 1]
Make ’em [?], like Johnny Cage
I said I’m bustin’ their eardrums when I turn up on this rage
They gon’ fold every time I come, I’ma make ’em feel my pain
You know how it feels to be left out in the rain
Maison Margiela raincoat, I’m the Margiela man
Giuseppe steppin’ on niggas though, we rock the whole gang
Skeleton AP on me, but think I should’ve went plain
If it don’t make money, it don’t make sense, I cannot change
[Chorus]
Yeah, it’s time to pop the trunk
We just put the opp inside a spliff, it smell like skunk
When I be serving the Jane, they come to the back, they don’t come to the front (The front)
When I’m on these drugs, I’m a slave (Yeah, ha)
When I’m in these chains, I’m a slave
I’m not your average American
Niggas see me and they swear that they seein’ me different like my name is Manson Marilyn
This not a ritual but I go dig up my day ones just so we can pull up and bury him
Back in the trap and I’m whippin’ a fishscale, I got more water than all the aquariums
[Verse 2]
Yeah, you talk too much
Fuck up
You speak up too much
Fuck up
Cash better and some Cartier Buffs
We walk inside of clubs swole, yeah, buff
Snuck in with the snug nose, get touched
Told ’em, “You was not my bitch, I don’t fuss”
[?] ’cause I got a double cup
He got a little gun, I got a big gun (Let’s go)
[Chorus]
Yeah, it’s time to pop the trunk
We just put the opp inside a spliff, it smell like skunk
When I be serving the Jane, they come to the back, they don’t come to the front (The front)
When I’m on these drugs, I’m a slave (Yeah, ha)
When I’m in these chains, I’m a slave
Say she don’t know who I am, lil’ bitch must live inside of a cage
They just slatt, all my bros free
Still havin’ nightmares about them raise
But I still can’t trust nobody, my boy shot me and it wasn’t in grace
Fuck ’em all, I get paid
