gilaleather

[Verse 1]
Day-Date must got problems with its spinal cord
Get there when I get there, what you worried 'bout my timing for?
Denim came from Stockholm, plus some alloy from West Side, of course
All these leather crosses made lil' shorty wanna find the Lord

Right wrist think it’s Drakeo, it got pints on pints on pints, I’m scorched
Left wrist full of mako, start a frenzy when I chum the face
Always be the ones with no motion who got something to say
Think they talking Bushu, but it’s really just some bum filet

I had to get back on the horse
It’s sorta poetic my fingers are froze 'cause nobody passed me the torch
Ain’t nothing fugazi, but two of 'em green 'cause I gotta tend to my orchards
Probably 'bout 25 layers of pigment on each individual portrait

I’m in a peppery Porsche, exterior borscht, en route to the fortress
Red beams pointed at the porch, leave 'em amorphous, opposite of tortoise
My jeweler been working on forging opal and quartz, now my shit is cordless
They been asking me how I afford this
I get like 20 a month, and that’s really just off of my corpus

[Chorus]
She ask if this Alpina, I tell her nah, this Gila
Full grain on the scales, ain’t got time for no concealer
Backseat, couple bales from my new akami dealer
Prices like wholesale 'cause I cop 'em by the kilo

She ask if this Alpina, I tell her nah, this Gila
Full grain on the scales, ain’t got time for no concealer
Backseat, couple bales from my new akami dealer
Prices like wholesale 'cause I cop 'em by the kilo

[Verse 2]
GC fontanelle, press a button, start the fusion
Need some decompression before this play, no intrusions
Skrrt off BOA, quick lil' 80-ball infusion
Holographic strips, ain’t no optical illusion

The portals kamikaze, the footwork too exotic
The muscle shade morcilla, lil' bit darker than the body
Got the windows modded like I can’t be 'round no garlic
They got one right out of twenty, can't nobody see inside it

[Chorus]
She ask if this Alpina, I tell her nah, this Gila
Full grain on the scales, ain’t got time for no concealer
Backseat, couple bales from my new akami dealer
Prices like wholesale 'cause I cop 'em by the kilo

She ask if this Alpina, I tell her nah, this Gila
Full grain on the scales, ain’t got time for no concealer
Backseat, couple bales from my new akami dealer
Prices like wholesale 'cause I cop 'em by the kilo