MKQueens Dead

[Verse 1 - Westside Gunn] AYO! Finger fuckin' Donna Karan Dick sucks from Donatella we the most glamour Arm & Hammer manners Hermes handkerchief wiping off brain matter Cocaine Fister Cruise through the city with a pity prap Fendi jumpers, Hublot band, crocodiles True duffel filled with white - where the fuck Frank at? Tony shot Pussy, cop a couple stoves ASAP Most luxurious check the resume Devastating wind Versace got his brains blew out I dropped a tear Sold dope all year Took a stack out the Lanvin box and copped me another pair Bagging blow in that rick owens Shoot our mamie house if you niggas owe us Ten chains on all rose golding Back to back lamb trucks my niggas rolling This illmatic meets purple tape Gemstar on the mkqassa plate Elephant drums flip you from a block away Balenciagia kicks, jumpin over fence, baking soda mix So much fishscale my broke scale Snakeskin on the gazelles You not parallel Shells of rain Burberry brick Waterproof from the pain Slain.... [poetry from Keisha Plum....I refuse to transcribe]