.All gold revolver, for the suicide
Gold bullets, two gold brains, when I shoot to die
I'm askin' chicky-D's, can I supersize, my happy meal?
Then I'm dippin' out with dolla', and we yellin' Guten Tag.
People trying to crucify us
Steady spittin' lucid fire, im ludicrous
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