Hospital vending machine, D2 is the Cheetos
New Year's Eve, I snuck in the Clicquot
Pollo Rico, yuca fries
Louis XIV in a vape, you hit it twice (The Finest)
I hope it's nothing but hoes in paradise
When the revolution was over, they gave 'em half what they promised
Let's be honest
And the ones who bust they guns went home to tin cups of tea
That same plate of porridge (let's be honest)
Wake up thinking 'bout the ones they left in the forest
It's no church in the wild
My uncle told me they can't bury that many bodies
They burned 'em in piles
It was dark, I could see his teeth, it wasn't a smile
Fire in the hearth, fire in tipped bottle
Long slip, sharp hiss, eyes sunk in they hollows