[ Featuring Docent ]
Yeah
Cullinan kinda chameleon
Color on carapace change whenever I want
Spraying these singles like Luis Arraez
The junkies start itching whenever I don't
Push up Toronto, I'm walking down Queen
In these maple Margiela's, don't ask for no quotes
Lil' shorty told me that I'm close to her ends
She dropping a pin like PBA choke
Back to Chicago then beeline to bunker
I'm 360-Whipping this digital dope
The crackle you hear in the demos I laid
Is a product of wearing my frigidest rope in this session
For three and three zeros I turn to a Hessian
But if the shit weak then don't ask me no questions
The nurse and the surgeon must think
I'm a sturgeon from all the Ossetra the boy been ingesting
Might get a gold and a platinum for Jetsvm
Might pull a mach-hommy and tax for the pressing
Considering where I'ma be in a decade
A thousand right now is a cogent investment
Nick came and molded my dental impressions
I went to the 'Ville to see gang and to grab it
Ten-on-ten combo cut deeper than insult
My mouth full of carats like Looney Tune rabbit
Blasting my unreleased shit with the profit
We on the same timing when dealing with traffic
I get to the spot a lil' quicker
Get love from the niggas who know bout the patch on my jacket
Don't think I'll ever get tired of rapping
But just in case I gotta switch up my racket
I move to a ranch in the hyogo prefecture
And tend to the cattle that made me a classic
Double-R stretching like Mr. Fantastic
I switch out the silencer, and now it's a torch
You see us in traffic, don't get right behind us
That bumper-to-bumper gon' leave yo shit scorched
Wasn't on shit 'til my house started burning
I figured I needed to jump off the porch
Know too many niggas who ain't try to flee from the heat of the furnace
That shit is unfortunate
Plug hit my phone, said he got the secreto
So secret he can't even tell me the coordinates
Medium rare, I ain't worried 'bout nothing
That shit is so tender I just need a fork in it
Blessing sommelier brought me a pairing
He looking confused 'cause I'm leaving the cork in it
I bring the sauvignon back to the crib
I don't know what to do with it
Guess it's an ornament, yeah
Benjamin Franklin must been a contortionist
Way that these hunnids are folded so tightly inside of my every available pocket
Bankroll is starting to wear out the fabric
I'm waiting for yohji to go and restock it
Yeah
Um, Iberico pork is found, um, down in Spain
They're fed for four-five months on pure acorns
And this is where all that beautiful flavour is
It's what makes it so tender and this is because of the acorn diet
So I'd imagine that as soon as you kind of start to cook that
All that fat would start marbling and melting through the, uh
It sure does, yeah, and even sitting in room temperature it starts to melt
Okay
The secreto is from just up 'round by the sholder blade
But because of how it's all marbled, and the fat that's runnin' through it
It will just melt
