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gossamer (Explicit) - Blvck Svm/Max He
Lyrics by：Benjamin Glover
Composed by：Max He
Produced by：Max He
Chrome-hearted like the Six Million Dollar Man
She tell me that physical touch is her love language
But the dashboard hologram
Ran up a check like Demarco in 2014
You would think a nigga on the lam
The Takamori A5 with the tallow attachment
You cannot find this **** in Sam's
Sit in the sand flip through the dossier
Highlight the sections that deal with havarti
You ever see me inside of the function you know
I got paid to pull up to the party
N***as impostors like Janet and Marty
Faking the funk Dumile face on my Dunks
Trap love to boom and to bunk the money improving my posture
I no longer slump
Louboutin bottoms like chum
They tryna step like the boy but they don't got the guts
The Aquanaut came with impeccable cuts
I stare at the currents when I'm in a rut
I copy their motion I copy their flux
The bezel got cinnamon crust
The homie passed out in the middle of a session
He poured up a lil too much Wock in the Crush
Monolith Pradas I walk in the slush
Based on my data no risk of me slipping
Lead an armada I'm not the one whipping
The Miami breeze distending the sails
Eric just threw sum exclusive on scale
The marbling mixing the dark with the pale
Givenchy loafers are coated in braille
Can't see where I got em can't get em retail
They not on no Grailed
They sit on the pedal of a Chevy Chevelle that's older than me
Took a lil trip to Siberia crazy I couldn't find no n***as colder than me
Fanny pack full of slaveholder deceased
My bread started rising the hustle the yeast
Now when the plug send me fresh mangalica the only time
I'm in the belly of beast
Always two plays on my celly at least
I get to the racks and my jelly elite
Spend so much time in meetings bout money
It's hella cold cuts in my deli Philippe
Cerulean skin on the brand new nightcrawler
It slide down the block making barely a peep
Red Marni sweater like Gossamer
Don't know the price but the **** on me rarely is cheap
I took a leap still haven't landed
Forgot the feel of the granite
The Forgiatos are slanted to alter em I need a special mechanic
Couple of Cubans in transit the agents at border think I bought ceramics
Go anywhere for the uchies I never relied on the home-court advantage
I keep a Burberry vantage these diamonds do ocular damage
Slide with my shorty to Asador Bastian for dinner
We came in a black and we leave in a sprinter
Right back to business I'm something like winter
A chill hit the studio soon as I enter
Can't even play my **** back on the speakers
The 808s make all the icicles splinter
