Scale Tales Rome Streetz & FARMABEATS

[Verse 1]
Uh, yuh
Mind on the Benjies baggin' grams while I blow gelato
Bloody dough I need it like Gustavo
Get it now fuck tomorrow be the motto 'til a nigga eye closed
Rather have a fast stash first then flackos
Your pockets on flacko
Your probably sniffin' flakka on some fiend shit
Nigga this that raw Medellín brick
Fuck the police, every single pig in the precinct can eat dick
Forever, that be the speech in my thesis
Need my niggas freedom, brick sales, and lead pieces
Tales from the scales, sold everything out the seed ships
Moonwalkin' on a hunnid grizzies, I need all the shit
Phone ringin' happy for the hits, bitch, I'm fortunate
I look at you and then I saw Vic
Fuck the court of law cuz where I'm from niggas settle score with blicks
Deep in the fuckin' game, is you a pimp or a trick?
I feel like I'm Gorgeous, Dre, of course
In linen cloth, spinnin' broads, wrappin' 'fore intercourse
You niggas frauds since the sinner's talk
Shit, fam with the plug, I send it in and he send it over
Choppin' boulders got my shine on solar
Heart still on polar
Don strong marijuan' odor
This the overdose, nothin' doper
Motherfucker