Brain Dead

Marino my clothes I be spending them racks
 Marino my clothes I be spending them racks
 Just took your bitch you're not getting her back
 My Backwood gelato it's filled with the wax
 Marino the Infantry, everything Tec
 Drivin the whip and I play with the cat
 Me was afraid, a boy sippin on act
 Feelin like [?] I get the sack
 Get a new Cadillac, put one on that
 I got the Yeezy's I get them from Kanye
 Don't walk around with my jewelry, disarm you
 Bitches they horny, I can't get them off me
 Pack is on loud, I shout when I go
 Got my diploma, I made honor roll
 She wanna lick and I told her lick slow
 Light skinned my bitch & she like Keyshia Cole
 Get on her knees and she drop to the floor
 I go and get ones and I throw the bankroll
 Gucci to Prada I'm dripped to the floor
 Yves Saint Laurent when I switch up my flow
 These niggas copying and that's an oh no
 These niggas dissin they really loko
 Gucci my sock and they cover my toes
 Got a flamethrower and I got a draco
 Burn down your block down to hell and you go
 Next you like Lil Kim, fuck with adrenalin
 Niggas not nice and I'm really not feelin them
 Sucking on my dick when she said she was innocent
 Gettin that money as long as they printin it
 Like that boy Future said girl get me super head
 If that boy playin round, then he brain dead
 My bitch is nasty I feel like I'm [?]
 Lost [?]
 Marino my clothes I be spending them racks
 Just took your bitch you're not getting her back
 My Backwood gelato it's filled with the wax
 Marino the Infantry, everything Tec
 Drivin the whip and I play with the cat
 Me was afraid, a boy sippin on act
 Feelin like [?] I get the sack
 Get a new Cadillac, put one on that