Action Bronson, The Alchemist - Rare Chandeliers lyrics

All I want to do is buy boots, ride coupe
Hide loot uh, flick chives in the soup
Stick knives where you poop
Backflips off the ledge
Hang-glide off the roof land on one leg
See me all up on the front page
Holding a pump gauge, ready to dump, aim
At your nuts, like the mouth of a whore
Somersault Cadillac on the door
I been gorgeous
Good friends with the florist
Transportin' work in the Sequoia
Now the chandeliers inside the foyer
Feet wrapped in snake
The rug gotta hibernate
Jacket tryna find a mate (sex)
Choke a duck, lay it on the plate (roasted)
Snap my fingers for the waiter
Come and pour the grapes (toasted)
What's the word baby? (slow motion)
Only vision out my home window (all ocean)

Suede kicks, shootin' ball at the park
(swish) thousand on the free throw
You just a Webelow i'm a full-grown human
Half my leg covered in Ewings
You know a pussy gettin' ruined to the
Point where it doesn't even work
Taz and Bugs Bunny on the shirt
Hop up in the Jag and skirt
While I show you how the magic work
Take a bastard lay him down in dirt
Aim at your apple with the archery
Chef with the tweezers place
The parsley for me
Person in the travel car seat's a G
I'm gettin' V while you home beatin' meat
Can I sense I'm a stud
Drink the blood of the snake
Burn a fake at the stake
Drinkin' grapes with the steak
Make a cake for your wake
Jamaican dancers on your face rockin' 8's