Chrome Karosserie
[Verse: Cornflex]
Babylon Kingdom, it falls
Trunk of artillery, we finna ready to ball
Sitting on a chrome ass Karosserie
With both hands aiming on you
With some dark-colored man-droppers
We Wob-Gang-Choppaz
On command we unleash, these
Duck, motherfucker
Bullets rain, bullets rain on em
Duck, ich hunte den Devil
Get caught und das Blut fließt, Digga
Six figure-trickin für ne Show
666 fanatics, ich baller auf sie los
Ikea bags, bodies packed
Sleigh is chrome, rims in gold
Coupé Audi purple
Like it is covered in lean
Inside where the monеy is
Money is the root of all evil
So I hunt that shit
Ain't no snipеr rifles, just 9mm Glocks
And a couple boxes of ammunition
Cause this is
Real man
I juggle with guns in Karren, die tief
Liegen
Sippin lean, while I'm shootin, hoe ass is
Creepy
While I'm barely standin on my feet so
Please end
Up on a different street than me
[Outro: Cornflex]
Choke
Both in checks, so I toke and smoke
Blood is red, das ist echt viel
Choke
Both in checks, so I toke and smoke
Blood is red, das ist echt viel
Choke
Both in checks, so I toke and smoke
Blood is red, das ist echt viel