money_clicc anthem

[verse 1]
wanna throw shade at osiris but he's avant-garde garde as papyrus, his soul is spam, but he doesn't know yet. In love with trash cans, cuddled up in a toter, ray ban stan, you should try spam shades man, make you see things you can't see like fake art and white ball nfts, you swing the mic like pablo, clean rhymes no smoke, where's the 69 time tell the world like max o. Washing rari with pak but it's OK tho cuz you the first and that's all that you knowcentralized the trash cuz you stuck in the middle, three names claim to fame got that BBL drizzle fake ass fake trash fake yearbook talk smack spell my name smell my fame got that bullshit gonna hash. 

[chorus]
tryna wrangle the west like you the real mccoy but your heart knows the truth, just an LA COWBOY. the west of the concrete, not a dirt road in sight, come up and see the mountains if you wanna do it right. 

[verse 2]
blockchain hiatus? how bout the concrete done ate us, but out here we got them trees and bird and bees and nothin's made up.  pass the mic to doctor saltz, someone who knows what they sayin, and how to judge art in this world of decimation. even tho we the same age, you're just an old man, write the lyrics on this screen just so you can understand. so kick it back and play it last cuz first's for suckers, never fast, this is the horizon, sun is risin. NEVER STOP, BE THE LAST. 

[chorus]
tryna wrangle the west like you the real mccoy but your heart knows the truth, just an LA COWBOY. the west of the concrete, not a dirt road in sight, come up and see the mountains if you wanna do it right. 

[outro]
LONG LIVE SPAM ART. LIVE LONG; SPAM ART

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