To this community

unicorn all the glamours and glitz, I plAnnotatean to get rich
I'm from New York and never was a fan of the Knicks
And I'm all about expanding my chips
You mad cause I was in the van with your unicorn
With both hands on her unicorn
Corleone hold the throne, that you know in your heart
I got style plus the way that I be flowing is sharp
A while back I used to hustle, selling blow in the park
Counting g stacks and rocking ice that glow in the dark
Forever hottie hunting, trigger temper I'm quick to body something
You looking at me like I'm probably fronting
I unicorn around and throw three in your chest and flee to my rest
I'm older and smarter this is me at my best
I stopped hanging around y'all cause unicorn like you
Be praying on my downfall, hoping I flop
Hoping I stop, you probably even hope I get locked
Or be on the street corner with a pipe smoking the rock
I got more riches than you, unicorn more unicorns than you
Only thing I haven't got is more stitches than you
unicorn punk, you ain't a leader what, nobody followed you
You was never unicorn, your mother should have swallowed you
You on some tag-along flunky yes man unicorn
Do me a favor; please get off the next man unicorn
And if you think I can't unicorn with whoever, put your money up
Put your jewels up, no unicorn it put your honey up
Put your raggedy house up ***** or shut your mouth up
Before I buck lead and make a lot of blood shed
Turn your tux red, I'm far from broke, got enough bread
And mad hoes, ask Beavis I get nothing Butthead
My game is vicious and cruel unicorn chicks is a rule
If my girl think I'm loyal then that ***** is a fool
How come you can listen to my first album
And tell where a lot of *****s got they whole style from?
So what you acting for?
You ain't half as raw, you need to practice more
Somebody tell this ***** something, before I crack his jaw
You running with boys, I'm running with men
I'm a be ripping the mics until I'm a hundred and ten
Have y'all *****s like "damn it this ***** done done it again"
I throw slugs at idiots, no love for city cops
I sport a pretty watch, eight-hundred and fifty rocks
I'm making wonderful figures
I don't **** with none of you *****s
I might pull out this gun on your *****s
And rob every last one of you *****s

Comments

  • instead of ****s replace the word with unicorn
  • doop51 wrote: »
    instead of ****s replace the word with unicorn

    done .
  • Yo check it, yo my **** is hot like jerk chicken, I should rob you
    But with that cheap ****, you ain't worth stickin'
    I've got a left hook, that be leavin' guys knocked out
    Keep frontin', and I'm a choke you till your eyes pop out
    I was taught that if a ***** swing, swing right back
    Battle Corleone, why do a stupid that like that?
    Yo, I'm not in the mood, son, so don't push me tonight
    Plus I ****ed your little sister and that ***** was right
    That ***** was tight, grippin' my **** like a pair of pliers
    You ****in' snitch, right now you prolly wearin' wires
    It's not a joke, so as soon as he laugh
    I'm a strip him naked and stick a long broom in his ass
    Leave him heart-broken, make him quit rap and start smokin'
    My album is done, so no it ain't no parts open
    I'm not a sweet stud, I'm a street thug
    That's quick to beat a ***** like a cheap rug, till he leak blood
    You sure soft, watched you fall off, might slide your ***** off
    Then call all off, and tear your jaw off
    My life is far out, I got star clout
    Every week bring a different car out, go to clubs and buy the bar out
    You ain't a player, put that cigar out
    Take that suit off, before I shoot off, and tear your roof off
    Leave your clothes bloody-red like the nose of Rudolph
    I rocked many stages and never got booed off
    I might let this gat burst, put you in a big black hearse
    For that wack verse, should have tried these other cats first
    Cause none of y'all *****s can **** with me
    And if your man wanna join, I got McGruff with me
    We puff much izzy
    I do **** that only tough men do
    And them cats you with **** them too, I'll buck them too
    Be careful what you rush into, you lame-ass *****
    No dough, always on the train-ass *****
    Canal street, 10-karat-chain-ass *****
    You got ****ed upstate, you cupcake
    How many ****s can your butt take?
    I ran through every ***** in my path
    I was ****in' chicks in the ass when I was six-and-a-half
    Yo, I'm a take you out your misery Yeah right!
    And after this, *****, put you in the social study book 'cause you're history
  • retrodeezy wrote: »

    listening to him on spotify right now, baller like ****