girl lookin' like topanga
mortal kombat pop into the sega
reptile bangin' shao kahn playin'
lord of the underworld bass like rain
drop like chains underground hear the sound
in the street in the night keep ya head to the ground
bad man come with the guns and they'll get you
cops get called and now a glock's to ya temple
gold bath shinin' couldn't care less
when i hear those sirens i couldn't fear less
no i don't do shit but they see that blunt
just a young white punk hood up in the cut
bootleg rolex trench coat slangin'
sidewalk talkin' my mind keeps sayin'
gotta get the money gotta keep shit movin'
but when i'm in my casket i dont need moola
don't need bread when i'm dead that's nothin'
bones in the coffin blunts up sparkin'
100 gold chains now i'm young liberace
hand me down clothes motherfuck your versace
don't need bread when i'm dead that's nothin'
bones in the coffin blunts up sparkin'
100 gold chains now i'm young liberace
hand me down clothes motherfuck your versace