Action Bronson - Rare Chandeliers lyrics

rate me

[Verse 1]

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 dumb 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 later 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)

[Verse 2]

[Suede cape?] shootin' ball at the park (swish)

Thousand on the free throw, you just a weed blow

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

I'll 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