Medusa - KSI

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Coco like Chanel, move low like cartel

Tight-lip, I don’t tell, YT I do well

She likes my jewelry, flirt game to fool me

Knowing I still fall, yeah, I still fall

Medusa head, cutted off all her purses

Perseus led, still couldn’t rid these curses

Underworld snakes, sly on the ground, waitin'

Sell her the soul, take the mask off, Satan

I don’t want fame and gold

Give me that fame and gold

I don’t want fame and gold

Give me that fame and gold

I don’t want fame and gold

Give me that fame and gold

I don’t want fame and gold

Give me that fame and gold

Give me that fame and gold, all they want in this bitch

SocialBlade from my back, they just wanna get rich

Known to the online people, take the control of sheeple

Attention to build the ego, none of that shit where we go

Ev’ryone on these social ladders, what they get is everything that matters

Checking numbers on a page, in an age where the worth of the person is made

By the social numbers on the site, Sam Rockwell will know that’s not right

Stabbin' our friends in the back like Jason, nah, I’m not the one who’s chasin'

riches and bitches

Tryna be fly like Aladdin, calling the genie for wishes

Grass is greener on the other side, fuck it, Bill o’Reilly let me do it live

Take my boring life, fill it up with plastic, so fantastic

Now they’re all fake, shit,

Coco like Chanel, move low like cartel

Tight-lip, she don’t tell, YT she do well

She likes her jewelry, flirt game, she fooled me

Knowing I still fall, yeah, I still fall

Medusa head, cutted off all her purses

Perseus led, still couldn’t rid these curses

Underworld snakes, sly on the ground, waitin'

Sell her the soul, take the mask off, Satan

I don’t want fame and gold

Give me that fame and gold

I don’t want fame and gold

Give me that fame and gold

I don’t want fame and gold

Give me that fame and gold

I don’t want fame and gold

Give me that fame and gold

Yeah, yeah

Panamera on a single wrist

Got it moving like an exorcist

Gave it to her like I’m DMX

Snap a pic, social flex

What’s next?

No brainer, flickin' through just to entertain her

Flickin' through for a Nike trainer, flickin' through for another gainer

Movin' on 'cause she livin' greater, livin' bigger than the Canyon crater

Spinnin' off in a 911, reachin' for a Heaven, lucky number seven

Where the social really has the ammunition, whippin', winnin', when she in the

kitchen

Cookin' up a mix of fame and gold

Body warm, but her heart is cold

Body warm, but her heart is cold

Towards the wall, but still she’s, still she’s—

Coco like Chanel, move low like cartel

Tight-lip, she don’t tell, YT she do well

She likes her jewelry, flirt game, she fooled me

Knowing I still fall, yeah, I still fall