The Appraisal - Planet Asia

You know what I’m saying, this is the start right here, man, you know what I

mean, the beginning

Chains hang down to the dick!

You know what I’m saying, hard beats and rhymes and shit, man

Medallions

All that soft shit is over with, man.

All that cornball shit.

Shucking and

jiving shit

Get ready for GCM, it’s a movement

That corn shit is over with, man

Word at y’all niggas

Yeah, PA!

24 carat ice knuckle medallions

This is thick rope, representative rap, custom cut

For a figurine flossing

African black gold

Flooded out Isis, Heiru the Trinity

Asiatic jewelry, diamond studded spaceship

Cometic prince, hieroglyphic on my bracelet

Bad biter style, honour the golden child

It’s about to be the richest in the game

Got me, dealing with alchemy

Rose gold, 43 inch, swinging my dangler

This is Jewelry Box Sessions: The Album, another chamber

At your local mom and pops' for you to cop

My shit’ll make you do the wop

Can even make an 85er do the knowledge

Mics, I blow them up and sew them up

For y’all niggas who know what’s up

Dumb fuck, I said 'woods, not a dutch!

I’m sending niggas to the corner store for blunts, blues, whatever

Niggas better bring me what I want

Hands is torpedos

Jaws I tap

The jaws that jack

Niggas is wack, rap and try and glorify crack

Leave it to the ones who did that

I slid back, made maneuvers for money

Merging as I’m emerging with medals

I’m the ill cat fans know they gotta' purchase

I put the most work in, nights in the purple

I write for the virtue, strike to merk you

Halal fool, this is Jewelry Box Sessions, nigga

The Album