Lyrics Best Dressed Demons - Westside Gunn, Mach-Hommy

Best Dressed Demons

Brr
Brr, brr, brr
Ayo
I’m at the Fontainebleau, Prada mountain boots
Silk collars I’m gettin' fed trough, see through Chanel visors (Ah)
Rose a stone out my stove, I parked the Range Rover (Skrrt)
Mini TEC and the Grateful Dead Mike Amiri’s (Brr, brr)
Avant-garde with Arm & Hammer, Peace Allah (Peace)
We chasin' niggas down in new muse sandals, coke in a straw (Boom boom boom
boom boom boom boom boom)
Havin' visions out the Wang goggles, I seen Gianni
He told me I got the illest shit ever, don’t let 'em copy (Ah)
Your rhymes funeral, mine’s beautiful
Many TECs and Avirexes, cross my heart, yo, I be flexin' (Brr, brr, brr)
Chrome Heart jeans with the crosses on the knees, don’t make me stretch ya (Ah,
boom boom boom boom boom)
From twelve to twelve, he study one-twenty lessons (Doot doot, ah)