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Blvck Svm - gilaleather Lyrics



Blvck Svm - gilaleather Lyrics




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 fulla mako, start a frenzy when I chum the face
Always be the niggas with no motion who got sum 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 cuz nobody passed me the torch
Ain't nothing fugazi but two of em green cuz I gotta tend to my orchards
Probably bout 25 layers of pigment on each individual portrait
I'm in a peppery Porsche, exterior borsht, en route to the fortress
Red beams pointed at porch leave niggas amorphous opposite tortoise
My jeweler been working on forging opal and quartz, now my shit is cordless
Niggas been asking me how I afford this
I get like like 20 a month and that's really just off of my corpus

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 cuz 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 cuz I cop em by the kilo

GC fontanelle, press a button, start the fusion Need some decompression before this play, no intrusions
Skrt 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 no niggas see inside it

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 cuz 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 cuz I cop em by the kilo
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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 fulla mako, start a frenzy when I chum the face
Always be the niggas with no motion who got sum 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 cuz nobody passed me the torch
Ain't nothing fugazi but two of em green cuz I gotta tend to my orchards
Probably bout 25 layers of pigment on each individual portrait
I'm in a peppery Porsche, exterior borsht, en route to the fortress
Red beams pointed at porch leave niggas amorphous opposite tortoise
My jeweler been working on forging opal and quartz, now my shit is cordless
Niggas been asking me how I afford this
I get like like 20 a month and that's really just off of my corpus

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 cuz 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 cuz I cop em by the kilo

GC fontanelle, press a button, start the fusion Need some decompression before this play, no intrusions
Skrt 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 no niggas see inside it

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 cuz 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 cuz I cop em by the kilo
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Writer: Benjamin Glover, Dylan Graham
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