Nash, Hall - Brains on the Basquiat lyrics

Slow down, West, you killin' 'em
Same nigga used to rock
Fed tans and Timberlands
Same nigga used to have dope
That make 'em lean shootouts in Dewey Park
Left his brains on the swing
Respected by brick-movers and shell-busters
Nicer than everybody on the
Last three XXL covers
Mix the champagne with the dark
My brain way smart, Balmains
The suede Fieg Clarks
Kel Tec hangin' out the Corvette
Shot his whole block
Black Boost match the MAC-11 by the dope spot
CDG hearts on the flip-flops, while
I play the yacht, ah
Niggas let they gun bust on my block
Started with a half, from a half to a ounce
To a big, to a 9, to a split in a drought
Nigga
My cooker whip that shit till his wrist sore
(Whip)
I'm lookin' like a brick in the KITH store
Ayo, money got me changin'
I was on the block slangin'
PRPs, cherry red Buscemis lock swangin'
No ski mask, we held shit up
You know what up
The Audi cost a buck, doin' a buck
Gunting shells'll rip his guts
Fuck nigga, we aim and bang toast
I snuffed ya favorite rapper, his
Little angel chains broke, nigga
The plug daughter callin' me La Máquina
Shot him in the hall
Blew his brains on the Basquiat

Ayo, all ya niggas talkin'
Like you gettin' money
But y'all niggas' all broke, yo
Fuck you, fuck you and fuck you
I put the barrel in ya throat, yo
Fuck niggas can't tell me shit
I made a quarter off of dope, nigga
Sneak diss and I'll send
A few shooters at ya muh'fuckin' show
Nigga

Believe that, nigga
Click, clack, boom, SE Gang, nigga
Griselda by Fashion Rebels
Fuck outta here, nigga
Hall and Nash, nigga, ye